the relaztion of whats inside a women
why do i have to be awhore?
why cant i just be happy with just
one
guy
why do i have to take
from anyone
not just anyone
but good guys
who
deserve
way
better
i should just be alone
i deserve
no
one i take
love and
just like the knives that puncture me
its not just me
that is wounded
by the mechant
knives.
i figured out that
I'm the knives
i hurt them
they don't hurt me!
why is that so
why cant i be
happy with
who i have why
do i need everyone
why cant i just stop being a
whore!!!
ill take that gun and point it at my head
in disgust and pull the trigger
bang
bang
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