You wear leather
As dark as your heart
You speak words
As sharp as a knife
You smell of cigarettes
And sometimes cologne
You wreak of Jack Daniel's
But mostly depravity
You lurk in the shadows
And prey on the young
You desire a girl
But only one night
You tell her your lies
To trick her to stay
And then like a coward
You run away
I've been there, done that.
I was once that girl, but not anymore.