That Old Woman

Slouched in the chair, with the lights off Bottle in her hand she’s Amused, by the illusions she’s having No parents, dropped off at the steps of those who don’t even know her. Who don’t even care Don’t judge me! Smoke slowly releases from her soft lips She has no education no understanding What comes after 10! Who cares. Her hair is wild as she smacks the guys hand away That tries to touch her You don’t know me like that! Lost and no love She sniffs away the powdery Snow that falls from the sky with no shoes on Black eyeliner drips down her face And her scent is unbearable I have low- self esteem she says. Her skirt rides up her backside And her eyes roll back She is at the point of no return She is lost with no home and no one to love. All because someone forgot to love her a little more