Why?


I am a mere fifteen years old
And yet, it has happened more than thrice
Boys will be boys right?
It's just how they think, right?
It locker room talk, right?
Ok. But I wasn't in
A locker room
Well what were you wearing?
Why does it matter
I was twelve.
Their eyes should not have been hungry for my innocence
Were you being provacative?
I was working.
I was doing my job.
Were you?
Why are you asking me these questions and not asking him
Why he said that, why he did that, why he touched me, why I was threatened
When even when I told my own family they doubted me
Even though it's happened to them too
Why didn't you just ignore it? If nothing happened?

Am 
Sick
Of 
Being
Asked
Why

ZoeBee

VT

19 years old

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