I am not talking about people,
who sell their bodies. I am talking about
people, who smoke cigarettes in front of me
and who spit on the pavement next to me
when they're passing me by.
And about fake beggars, junkies, who stand around
watching me, my every step, observing
the mimics of my face, trying to find my weaknesses
and take advantage of them,
take me by surprise, corner me,
ask for a spare change,
when I am not prepared to ignore them.
No I am not talking aboutpeople,
who sleep with different men.
I am talking about people who don't mind
their own business, who sniff around,
trying to work out who, what, where and why.
I am talking about people who drive their cars
and beep on me when I cross the road,
they want me to walk faster, or maybe run.
They park their cars on the pavements,
in my way, and I have to
They just don't care, they don't give a ****.
And it's not the loose people I am calling here out.