They are guilty of perfidy.
That cause madness and melancholy
Cause I am a dancing aphrodite
In the dark full of fright

they called me *****... a crack *****
a woman who engages in promiscuous ****** *******
I don't want it but the situation does
it feels so uncanny so shameful but so peace.

I am a dancing Aphrodite
they praised me when I'm dance
flesh and bones for how I sold
to rag and use to waste and to unfold

The untold story behind my curves
behind the red lipstick and thick eyelashes, behind the beauty that radiates not from the outside but from within.