now I am a girl with curls but friend when did that give you the right to f*ck me when you want without my consent.After everything you act as if everything is normal.Now I act as if everythings normal and I hate myself for it.When I release myself of the pain of going through this alone I say something.No one believes me because I'm a girl with curls my voice doesn't Matter my scars don't matter.Only you my oppressor matters because your a white guy who lies.When did I become your possession that cant have a objection.I suffer but you go untouched this is the pain that's not a game that I feel everyday.Why does the white males opinion matter.I deserve to be heard like a birds humming.We live in a white man's world where I don't matter.