What am I to you but a body to control? I am nothing. I survive off of you alone Without your thoughts I am dead. Without your hands on me To support my back I melt. You hold my hips to Keep my spine aligned. You are my savior.
You are my protector Except when you are too busy To keep me on my feet. Except when she is more important. Except when it is not convenient. That is when I am just another person I am just another body, Just another soul. Just someone else to leave behind Like the ****** wrappers in your car After yet another girl loses her everything To you.
But you remind me that I’m beautiful After my shirt comes off and the sun goes down People call it manipulation I call it love.
You only tell me that you love me when Your hand goes beneath the sheets Or under my shirt Or in my hair and around my throat While we’re at church I feel like a **** But hey, at least you love me.
At least you love me When it’s convenient For you.