Everybody's Whore
Who needs you anyways?
Disposable
Just skin and bones and flesh...
No heart
No soul
No mind full of opinions, wants, needs.
Not deserving of the love you crave so,
That fire burning through your soul.
You think you're the strong one, do you?
Weak
Pathetic
Under everyone else's control, and you can't do a thing about it;
How very sad for you, darling.
Useless is what you are, why don't they just tell you already?
Always in the way.
You're just not good enough for anyone, anything, are you?
Sleep tight, whore.
Copyright © Sara Keck | Year Posted 2005
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