The stranger

I don't know him, but
I have been followed,
He's like a shadow,
Tailing me.
Tis driving me crazy, and I don't
Know what should I do.
It's maybe my fault?
It's maybe my clothes?
What should I do?
I will change to modesty.
I changed my style.
But,
He is still following me,
changed my style,
He is still following me,
If my brothers know,
They gonna kill me.

Note:

When I was in middle school I had a friend who was full of life. Suddenly that friend start to change and even stopped coming to school for many days. When she was back again to school, I asked her about her absence, I thought she was sick or something like that but it wasn't the case, and even if I wanted to go to her house I didn't know where her house is? So I waited for her to say that, but suddenly, she start crying and told me about that stranger in the poem. We, me and my girls friend, told her to tell her parents but she was afraid that they might stop her from going to school ever again. Therefore, the last thing that we could and did for her, thank God it worked at the time, was that we as group we go back and forth with her to the school.

In time when male people think it just a game they do to pass time and have. Or to satisfy their ego, they in fact destroy a life of a person.

In the end I want you to know if u were a victim of sexual harassment that no matter what clothes you were wearing it was never and ever your fault.