a letter 4 all boys
Dear momma’s boy I know you’ve had your butt licked by your mother I know you’ve enjoyed all that attention from her And every woman graced with your presence after Dear narcissus boy I know you’ve never really apologized for anything I know you’ve never really taken responsibility I know you’ve never really listened to a woman
Dear me-show boy I know you’re not really into conflict resolution Or seeing both sides of every equation Or having an uninterrupted conversation
Dear egotist boy you’ve never really had to suffer any consequence You’ve never stayed with anyone longer than ten minutes You’d never understand anyone showing resistance Dear popular boy I know you’re used to getting everything so easily A stranger to the concept of reciprocity People honor boys like you in this society
Dear self centered boy I don’t know why I still feel affected by you I’ve never lasted very long with someone like you I never did although I have to admit I wanted to Dear magnetic boy you’ve never been with anyone who doesn’t take your shit You’ve never been with anyone who’s dared to call you on it I wonder how you’d be if someone were to call you on it
And than….You go back to the center of the universe…..
__—Taken from “Under rug Swept” Alanis Morrissate–_
