How to love.
Bidding for the plastic.
And you think its fantastic.
Little do you know your the heart of a demoralising game.
A horcrux exploited on every level.
Dignity burnt and stripped.
Don't you think your better than this?
With a kid on your arm.
But you are the sweetest of the sugar babies,
With that extra charm.
You don't care how you get it
As long as your not walking as far as you can throw.
Your Daddy never teached you etiquette,
You have sat second class
But now your new Daddy's making up for it.
You seriously think your made for this?
There will come a day when your proved wrong
And the birds will chirp a different song.
A day when the heavens pour,
And you will lie
on the bathroom floor with your soul bared raw.
A day when no ones home
And they've all gone.
So maybe I will let you know now,
I am your saving grace,
My kiss marks you innocent once more.
Whatever you have done,
Get on with your life,
For that is not what you have become.