Not All Guys

No I am not here for your pleasure

My bust is not

Your secret treasure

Look don't touch;

Actually,

Don't even look.

My low cut shirt

Catches your eyes.

But my eyes are up here.

No,

I do not need

To control how I look.

Nor what I wear.

Pictures are worth a thousand words,

And still,

Not an invite

For your verbal trash.

I look good,

And do it for me.

Instead of telling me

To control my chest,

Maybe you should

Control your minds.

Thick thighs save lives

No,

Not all guys