To Be A Girl in a Patriarchial Society

I will survive the day without someone trying to...
Touch me.
Hit on me.
Or make inappropriate comments about me.
When it used to feel safer knowing male friends will attend a party,
Now I am more...
Alert.
On guard.
And ready to kick,
Prepared to diss man's every trick.
Whatever happened to platonic friendship?
Now I can't have tea without him asking for something to keep.
The world can't really expect me to form something deep
When all these monkeys are acting really cheap.