Clothes Speak

Am I distracting you?

It's an odd question.

With endless answers

Are my shoulders preventing you from going on with your day?

Here, let me help you

I cover myself

I hide away my shameful body

The thing that is too provocative to show

Is that better, I ask?

The answers always seem to be no

Too short, they say

Why are you wearing that?

They ask

That's too slutty

You're basically asking for it 

Asking for what?

Did I speak

Did I say I need something?

It's as if my clothes have a mind of their own

They say Give me this, give me that

This is a man's world

I alter myself to help a gentleman stay pure

I conform to a sexist society to make sure I don't provoke

My clothes are talking 

They say fuck you.