Blame Game

jIt was just a mistake of age, 

That's what, now, their eyes say, 

But what about my inner scars?

My those haunting nights?

Their greedy eyes, their evil smiles,

Haunted by dreams, my soul cried,

Shattered my life, my innocence died,

She said "it's okay, time heals 

Everything ",

Then why I haven't still forgotten, anything?

I am advised to become careful,

To not be again, shameful,

But why is it me to be responsible? ,

Trained to behave more sensible, 

Why is it me being aware? 

Who wasn't even once, spared 

How is it even fair? 

Why I have to take this to my grave? 

Why not they taught to stop their dirty craves?

Hidden behind their ' naive facades',

Why live this lie of gender equality?

When every day I have to live the blame of my own sexuality?

Just one thought always revolves within me,

From where this all came,

I am just fed up with this blame game.