Cat Collar

And I would love
To just walk home
No shadows in my footsteps
Unhurried and alone
But my body is purchase and my
Freckles are targets and my
Legs are stakeable and these
Stairs aren't shakeable and from
Twelve years old i've been too
Modest or bold not
Blood and bone but a thing
To own
I'm sick of people taking my words as (?) faking
That I don't love this attention and i'm lucky to be mentioned
As fortunate or fair (?) ways to be compared
Because life, must be so easy, for a girl
With looks like mine.

And i'm
Not like all the rest with (?) on their breast
Too flashy too plain
Too small too tame
Too big too tall
Not too bad at all
Too boyish too girly
And always happy surely just smile
Baby smile
Let me look at you awhile
And if I make a fuss
On the street or on the bus
I'm a bitch or i'm a slut
Always to be appraised
No matter how I behave
And I would just
And I would just
And I
Would love
To just. Walk. Home.