Four years have passed
Since you claimed to like me back
Only now it dawns on me
For the millionth time
How easy it is for you to lie
Coz a lie costs you nothing
But for me it costs me my emotions
And four years of my life.
A girl walks down a busy street And is leered at by some creep A catcall, a rude remark, a whistle, Making her in her discomfort, bristle Girls are often mocked and taunted And they find it hard to carry on, undaunted Let’s put an end to this #streetharassment The next time a jerk tries to act funny #pinthecreep, honey!
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