Endless nights of sliding my shirt to side and snapping a picture,

Pop a t*tty, 

Or another girl will,

I was 13 so I wasn’t sure, 

But he made it seem so simple,

As if it wasn’t a big deal

With every picture my self esteem shattered,

The only way I gained it was from the love of older men,

Sometimes they made it seem like pics were all that mattered,

Because when I’d say

Not right now,

They’d only asked me, 

Then when?

I tried so hard to block the guys,

But other accounts were made,

First I’d hear things like 

I love your eyes,

But the, 

send me sum,

text came next,

I hated the way I was portrayed,

I wanted the love of a man so badly,

I turned my back on myself, 

Only gave guys what they wanted sadly,

Ignoring what I wanted,

Until eventually learning to love myself

My body is sacred,

It did not belong to you,

I should not only be wanted when seen naked,

But you made me think it made us closer,

I just wanted to feel special to you

If you loved me you would,

You are right I would,

I’d do everything to fight for love,

No matter how much I cried as I clicked send,

Only for the only reply being,  

Sorry I didn’t mean to screenshot love

Being without you has been the greatest achievement,

I’m no longer drained by your bad treatment,

No more endless nights crying about you, 

Constantly asking that one question,

Why am I not enough to you?