Dont Touch Me

Why do you tell me lies that you want to be with me when you refuse to want to touch me Am I so disgusting that you gringe when you see bare shoulders that peek through sweaters you used to kiss them and i loved the butterfly kises you see imaginary spots of leprosy You tell me you want something deeper than physical What is up with that like castrated friends we have nothing else I am a woman you deny me love WHY you think you are degrading me or that you think of me as an object But I am not you do not understand me at all I want to be the mistress of the night and Yet you deny me anything and even thinking this You think is lustful well your right IT IS but whats wrong with it Living life and loving it Love is meant for it Why do you care so much what others think WHEN ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT is having you deny me the right as a woman you make me feel so dirty like a crack whore strung out on the streets and you stand there spouting words of conceited pride You make me laugh for what you have done making me love you and want you and yet now nothing out of it I cry and I cry because I know that I have given so much and still what I am is wrong but i finally feel happy and accept myself but you couldnt let me have that could you no Ashamed and upset you leave me here when you go off contemptuous, laughter corroding my viens I wish you were able to see my way. I wish that What i am to you ISNT COMPLETLY wrong I know that I am a strong woman and that I need no man BUT Still for you I cry and it makes me sick where is that voice hidden in that throat of mine. WHere is that spirit I had in my youthful days I am stuck in this angry daze.