The girl I was raised to be

Here is how to navigate a business transaction

Act less business than woman

Dot your eyes cross your legs

Show a little more skin than intelligence

But act oblivious to the fact that you are showing skin at all

Here is how to ask questions

Don’t ask questions

If you must speak

Raise your hand but lower your voice

Walk like a lady not like the slut you are so bent on becoming

Here is how to be vulnerable and pretty at the same time

Shed a few tears but not to many because everyone knows waterproof mascara isn’t actually waterproof

Don’t wear makeup

Makeup is vanity and vanity will lead you toward the slut I warned you against becoming

When you wear makeup it shouldn’t look like you’re wearing makeup

Here is how you do your makeup to impress a boy

Here is how you do your makeup to impress a girl

I won’t tell you how to do that one because you shouldn’t want to impress a girl like that

But it is different because she will actually look into your face

Keep your smile genuine but not too genuine otherwise people might suspect you have other emotions

Here is how you wash the blood out of the sheets

Here is how you cover up the bruises so nobody asks questions

Here is how you ignore the stains inside you, every time you’re not given a choice

You will never be given a choice

If you are ever given a choice you can not say no

You must be unassuming and submissive

If you are ever given a choice you can not say yes

Otherwise they might suspect the slut I know you are so bent on becoming

Here is how to keep him close even when you don’t want to

Here is how you smile at someone you are supposed like

Here is how you hold him, the one you are supposed to like

Here is how you slip out of that embrace into the arms of your lover without anybody noticing

Here is how you make them notice

You can kiss her but not in public

Unless it’s for the entertainment of others then give them a show

Do all the things with your body you weren’t supposed to know how to do

And when you come crawling home, Begging on your knees for forgiveness...

“And what if I don’t want to come home?”

...Don’t tell me that after all this time you became the kind of slut I always told you that you were