i remember when it was a schoolyard crush

then it was like-liking someone

elementary dating, holding hands through the halls

it sucked, sure, but it was enough

and then they needed more

they needed hands under my shirt

they needed their tongue in my mouth

they needed and they took

i became a figure in the the dark,

thick thighs and pleasure,

something coveted until the light.

and it sucked

but it wasn’t enough

i wasn’t enough

and i tried to speak up

but “boys will be boys,”

they said

so the finger to my mouth

held my dignity and shame

save me

but they don’t listen,

it’s not enough

IM NOT ENOUGH

save me