Misconception

Misconception Your misconception of who I Am Your misconception of what I Do Shows you know me not at all- I was once a good girl like you. I didn't sit around as a child and contemplate that I would become a prostitute one day. Although my memories are kind of hazy I have a select few of childhood play. All you see when you look at me is disdain, disgust or hate. You only see me for turning tricks. A bottom feeder looking for the best rate. I want you to see me as a human who feels pain and pleasure and who bleeds the same as you. I want you to look at me as a person. And not for what I DO. Unless you've lived a day in my life- Could you possibly understand? What it's like that in order for you to eat that you will have to sleep with a random man. Your misconception of Who I Am Your misconception of what I DO. Shows you know me not at all. I was once a good girl like you. Written by: Bambi Ortiz