I am a prostitute
for love
chained down by what love
thinks of
I am a mere pawn for
my pimp
Before me I make sure
love gets
I trick and bow
to love
Do everything from
sex and drugs
for love...
I hear gossip
no knowledge of what
they say
all chit chat
about how i must have
low self esteem
and crap
I look at them with
my head
held high
as they look down in pity
as i tell them about
my new guy
yes, I'm a prostitute
for love
and sometimes love hits;
but i rather get punched
of kicked by love
then not have it