Some people, no matter how bad they are for you, bad to you, they just get under your skin. You want to let go but something inside you just won’t let them go.
My crime is that I’m human
With needs and desires unfulfilled
Attracted to players and smoothies
They really know the art of seduction well
Make one feel special and to the point where red flags are dismissed
They tire easily and get bored after the first lay or third kiss
Who doesn’t enjoy being told that they’re wonderful or a good person?
That they’re attractive, pleasant to be around
The first clue, is they only desire to see you when no one “they” know is near
To be caught cheating is a major fear
Especially if in a highly viewed public eye
Heaven forbid the reputation turned immoral
A pillar of the community, for shame, in turmoil
If a male, will blame the female as the seductress when push comes to shove
Get a grip on the hormones, mister, and keep it zipped
Word of mouth can be damaging as well as productive
The double standard that men are all that and can get away with what they will
They want their “virgins” but need their “cheap thrills”
It’s not rape if it’s enjoyed or not forced
So I’m a slut because I have no remorse
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