He told me we’ll play a fun game.
When a man whistles at me as I walk across the road, I think it's my fault.
I confess, with every ounce of shame.
He came and sat with me on the student chair.
So I asked her. She refused to answer.
I don’t know why she did that.
Let's look out for each other, for a change.
Most of all though, thank you for forcing me to grow up.
This is it, this is it.
“You promise? You promise?” I begged.