Used and abused
Mistreated, and confused
We stand out in the blistering cold
but nobody cares, because we're consider street poles
Ours souls are young, and we just want to be let free
Did you know we're often taken over seas
Most of us are mistaken for ******,
Because we stand at your local corner stores

Miserable and alone for we are empty souls
We our taken for money
As I am now considered to be your honey...

You don't understand that we are slaves,
and this is how we're forced to behave
If there would have been a way,
I would have gotten out
Would have had a life where I didn't have to lookout
it's to late now,
To even escape
To late to reshape the life of a beautiful girl,
Who was taken for ***, drugs and everything *******
For I am dying of a vicious disease and more