Hopeless State Of Mind

Gallary.

You must have seen me
As though I was fragile art
In some beautiful gallery,
With a red velvet rope
Wrapped around my
Petite body,
Forbidding you to touch me.
But like any small child,
You didn't give a fuck
And you jumped over
That rope &
Laid your fingers on me.

You've changed the way myself
and others now see my body.
I am merely
Just an object people
Can touch as they please,
Just like you showed me
When you ignored the fact
That I was asleep.