Crude Jokes

You act like it is nothing,

To insult the way I am,

To highlight my womanhood,

And turn it to a sham.

You pretend your words don't hurt,

Crude jokes of thoughtless mind,

But you never really thought,

Of the humor I might not find.

You pretend that it was nothing,

Don't know what I get on about,

But maybe it's because I'm too quiet,

Must my feelings, I scream and shout?

And then you laugh awkwardly,

As I finally stand my ground,

And you tell me I am wrong,

That your opinion is not profound.

And somehow my mind,

Refuses to break this time,

As you ask me for forgiveness,

Which you will be defied.

For I am done being berated,

Tested and torn,

For a lie that you like to spread,

And instead I will stand,

For a truth to be reborn.