Window Shopping

In the afternoon it sometimes starts 

Some whistling

Name calling 

I want to block my ears and just keep walking

They are just window shopping 

I'm happy with my new hair

A pretty price I must pay to look pretty

A toll after that 

Don't even breathe the air

Don't you dare 

They are just window shopping 

Sat in my car

Burst into tears 

Away from those fears

They were just window shopping

Standing alone

In a public place 

Object of desire

An object to stare

I am trying not to care 

Existing is a nightmare 

But they are just window shopping

A busy bar

Having a good time 

Is my skirt too short

Or too tight 

Why this forever self fight 

After all they are just window shopping 

I walk to the loo

Confronted by another heinous coup 

Nauseating words I take in

Run and lock myself in

Relax, they are just window shopping 

A busy bus

Them, us, no fuss

A hand, a touch

It is a little too much?

Disgusted but okay

I'm like plasticine and clay

They are freely window shopping

It's not a physical assault

It's not a corporeal violation 

It's ME giving life to temptation

Encouraging flirtation 

They are just window shopping 

Mentally molested

Psychologically f****d

Keep calm

They are just window shopping