I feel like a stranger in my own body.

As if you know my skin better than I do,

because

I feel like you see it more. 

You learned how to strip me,

Before you learned your abc's.

A is for ass.

B is for boobs.

C is for

Calm the hell down it's only sex!

But it wasn't.

Not when I didn't have a voice to advocate for my own body.

Your mind is a twisted path of drunken thoughts,

Feeding your imagination on the words

"No."

and

"Stop."

But I'll tell you what.

A is for abuse.

B is for broken.

And C is for all the courage i was lacking to tell you to stop.

So thank you,

For teaching me that my body is

A wonderland.

And I was lucky,

To get someone like you to explore.

But I guess the scars were too much for you,

Along with the stretch marks,

Freckles,

And everything else that makes me

Human.

Deal with it.