You gave him consent sometimes
And that was okay
But one day you decided
It wasn't okay
You didn't want to do it that day
And that was okay too.
But he ignored your decline
He touched you and you pushed him away
He didn't care
You shoved and pled and finally
He let you be
And in that moment you felt like nothing more but a toy
Just an object used for his own pleasure
He turned "no" into "yes"
And that wasn't okay, it wasn't at all
And since that day you'd feared the word "no"
You knew he would translate it to yes
And ignore your pleads
You felt like a dirty whore
And even then
You still couldn't bring yourself to say that two letter word.
