I hope that this inspires someone to stand up to the Catcallers. No one deserves to have their worth belittled and it shouldn't be a normal thing. If you haven't already guessed it, the topic that I'm writing about today is Catcalling. Catcalling is when someone whistles and tries to get your attention in a sexual manner. It's a horrible thing, I've never been Catcalled and I hope that I will never be.

I walk with my shoulders slumped,

My eyes travel back into my head where I sometimes wish they would remain.

I hear a car passing by and I silently pray that they don't notice me,

Since I'm wearing shorts and a tank top along with the plea of my heart.

Their eyes travel to my exposed skin,

They each snicker like bad boys who have just found a new sin.

Little do they know, my body is not a fragile pin that you can stomp on and later glance to and still see a grin.

But why me?

Why do they call me such names when I've constantly ignored them just to stay sane?

Why me?

Do they not respect me enough to at least call me by my name?

I'm sure that they know it after entering me into a "competition" comparing the size of girl's bust, anything but their brain.

Why anyone?

Why do I have to worry about putting numerous layers of clothing on?

Why do I always have to be a "lady" and be polite when I'm being pawned?

If I say what I feel then I'll have to hear their two cents.

But, oh I'm so called asking for it since I'm wearing "revealing clothing" to my expense.

Why can't they learn to be respectful at least that would be provided with moral sense.

How do they get by with their disrespectful actions?

It's not internal it's only a physical attraction.

Directors are getting caught so why aren't the cat callers becoming afraid?

The bullets of their harsh words cannot be fixed by a band-aid placed over the mouth that's homemade.