I Know a Girl (We All Know a Girl)
I know a girl
My dad once knew
When she was about my age,
No older than 20 –
She died.
Raped and murdered
One evening she was jogging
Running to her death –
She was just a girl.
That’s why my dad can’t sleep till
He knows I’ve returned home safely.
I know a girl
Who knows a girl
Who knows many girls
(I know them too)
And don’t worry,
None of them died.
They just felt uncomfortable
On the train or bus
Someone kept looking at them
A whole mind-consuming spiral –
Am I imagining it?
Am I egotistical?
Am I overreacting?
An oddly held phone,
Just a coincidence, perhaps.
I know a girl
A girl who was asked to change her clothes
You look like a whore, people would talk.
A girl who was called a slut
She’s easy.
A girl who was called a virgin
I would love to take away her innocence.
Strong, independent women
GIRLBOSS, BOSS BABE
They’re girls, they’re babes
They’re probably bossy too.
I know a girl.
She knows a girl who knows a girl who knows a girl who knows a girl
…
We all know a girl.
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