I want someone who will starstruck me
From the start that our eyes will meet.
And we will go back to our usual lives
But faces painted on each other’s mind.
I want someone who will listen to me;
Recognize my voice as I call his name;
Know the emotions in my every tone.
And stay up all night singing a lullaby.
I want someone who will ask if I’m okay;
Who will comfort instead of judge me;
Who will place the smile back in my face;
Correct my flaws if I am leading astray.
I want someone who will cry for me
Instead of me crying because I’m leaving,
Grab my hand and never let go of me:
Tell me everything just to make me stay.
I want someone who will give me rest.
When I think I am too tired of loving,
Understand that it’s not breaking up
But just going back to the way we were.
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Is it my fault
Is it my fault for getting catcalled?
For walking on the streets, alone and silently?
For the way I dress, for being myself, expressive?
For I was born with a face that’s pretty?
Is it my fault for getting groped?
For cramming myself with people like sardines?
For when I’m around everyone I was just being friendly?
For not defending myself because I’m weak?
Is it my fault for getting raped?
For coming home late after my night classes?
For walking on dark streets because that’s the only way?
For being so defenseless against men?
…Is it a fault to become a woman?
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