This cage is just big enough,
So that I can have some space,
To barley turn around,
And look Death in the face.
Throw me away,
Because you hate dealing with my ****
**** me cleanly,
So you can stop having to smell my ****
It is so cozy in here,
A bed barely made.
But it is still a place to stay,
Although everyone looks sad through my cage.
Sticking their uncleaned hands,
Inside my mouth.
Suppose it's better though,
Then when they stick their hands down south.
Compliments like insults
Brand who I am.
But I know they'll **** me,
With poisonous jam.
Put me out of my misery,
Or at least theirs.
No one wants cloths,
Covered in my **** and hair.
They smile at me,
I just stare.
Call me the best,
But I know they don't care...
Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 9:34 AM UTC
This cage is just big enough,
So that I can have some space,
To barley turn around,
And look Death in the face.
Throw me away,
Because you hate dealing with my ****
**** me cleanly,
So you can stop having to smell my ****
It is so cozy in here,
A bed barely made.
But it is still a place to stay,
Although everyone looks sad through my cage.
Sticking their uncleaned hands,
Inside my mouth.
Suppose it's better though,
Then when they stick their hands down south.
Compliments like insults
Brand who I am.
But I know they'll **** me,
With poisonous jam.
Put me out of my misery,
Or at least theirs.
No one wants cloths,
Covered in my **** and hair.
They smile at me,
I just stare.
Call me the best,
But I know they don't care...
Didn't even know the poor girl's name.
