We went from getting our hair pulled by the little boys who liked us
And the little boys pushing us on the swing
And the little boys asking us to the movies
And the play ground hugs behind the teachers backs
And getting notes and candy slipped into a locker
And the good morning and goodnight texts from those little boys
To being rated on a scale from one to ten
To getting pushed onto the ground and being taken advantage of
The men doing but not asking
The secrets we weren’t supposed to tell to anyone
The mean slut shaming notes slipped into our lockers
The constant comments that slowly crush you
I wish more than anything that those little boys come back
I wish more than anything girls in today’s world wouldn’t have to worry about the clothes they wear
Or the pictures they take
Or the man behind her on the quiet street
Because those little boys
Are way less scary than the scary men who think it’s ok to hurt little girls
Little girls like me