Why
there are a lot of things that I don’t really know
how to say or maybe I’m just afraid
to I don’t really know well actually
I do I am and how great is it
for everyone else who is the reason
I’m afraid in the first place
am I all about making other people
happy oh I don’t think I should say that maybe
they won’t like it maybe
they will disagree with me maybe
they will yell at me maybe
they will hurt me or tell someone else who will
maybe
I’m just wrong
yeah that’s it I might not know enough
about it I might be wrong and
I shouldn’t speak up if I could be
wrong right that just isn’t
right?
consent at 15,000 feet doesn’t really matter
does it… he wasn’t a bad guy he must not
have meant to make you feel like
that was just a misunderstanding maybe
cultural difference even a barrier in
communication in relation to the word
STOP
travelling alone as a woman
means you kind of did it
to yourself just a little bit
wasn’t that a risky move kind of
a risky decision on your part maybe
you didn’t think it all the way through maybe
you didn’t behave nicely enough
maybe
Tinder makes the lines of judgement
blurry didn’t you say you wanted him
inside you so you must have wanted IT
you said no when he reached for condoms
so it must have meant put it in without one
not going all the way up to the top of
the Empire State Building doesn’t change
the facts
you entered the lobby doesn’t change
the facts
you tried to get there even though you heard
it was closed and you’d heard it more than once
I know I was there even though I didn’t really want to
be but you were my ride home and I didn’t want to
make a scene who would?
does it have to happen in a certain way
for you to justify yourself
for you to justify to yourself that it
happened that it shouldn’t have
happened that is was wrong
because you’re the one that’s
always wrong maybe you don’t
have all the information maybe
you better not talk about it maybe
it will only make it worse maybe
it will only make it wrong
right?
