Responsible

When I was twelve  I was blamed for my clothes, I was in a hoodie and jeans. When I was fourteen  I was told he was just being nice, He knew what he was doing. When I was fifteen  I was told it was my fault,  I told her no, I told her stop. When I was sixteen  I was called a piece of shit, I refused to send him pictures. And not once Was I told,  “It’s not your fault”