She's come to terms of what she is. A *****. Not in the sense of sleeping with an abundance Of men, no I should explain.. Once she was asked try marijuana but said, 'no I prefer *******' Then preceded to light a cigarette. Her mom told her not to be peer pressured by her friends and that No is a complete sentence. They asked her to have a beer But her answer was 'no, I already had a glass of ***** before I came' Whilst she opened up a wine cooler. 'If you aren't ready, I won't make you.' Said the nineteen year old guy she was in Bed with. He had no protection but she Unbuttoned her shirt, proceeding to ****** Him. This boy.. He wasn't her boyfriend, he was five Years older than her. But surely that wasn't the problem- Her girlfriend was waiting in the car. That doesn't Make her a *****. This was the first time she's ever Slept with anyone...
A ***** corrupts the world around her whether she knows it Or not.. Her life is a game; played with the highest of stakes. First she will corrupt her mind.. Her body.. Her social life. But it's okay, she says. No one cares about a *****.
I was listening to Ode to Sleep and a line in the song inspired me to write this.