Attitude

Attitude

Little girl switching your hips.

Don’t you know that’s where all your trouble lies?

We don’t envy the way you walk.

We aren’t jealous of the shake in your thighs,

The size of your ass

Or the smell of fresh meat scent you try to

Hide.

We fear for you

We were once you.

Naïve to the reality of the monster under the bed

That you try to hide.

So you sleep with every fine boy out there

Trying to make up for your first time.

The way he held you down as you shouted

No

Watching your Cinderella underwear hit the floor,

Mommy never came running.

We know about the on you couldn’t leave so you decide to

Stay.

Along with that cut on the left side of your face

That you keep covered up with foundation

That does no justice to your beautiful

Soul.

Little girl we see the sadness in your eyes.

As no one understands you like we do.

After all, we did give birth to

You.

We watched you crawl into the hole and die.

And what was the only thing we did?

We rolled our eyes.

©Golden Rays