Apple floating in the leaves,
Apple shining bright,
Apple ready to be picked
(and lusted with)
Winking in the dusk,
Ready for a fight,
Get ready to be  
Tricked

Whispers in your ear in the golden glow-
Uncover those instincts that just don’t show-
One little bite,
They’ll never know,
Reaching for that sin so time does slow

*Just don’t think about it

I want a soft touch
Lips like blossoms, with feeling
One day, I'll find it

I returned to find my name had been stepped upon
Through no fault of my own
Through nothing I had done

Boys had interpretted something that they heard
And spread my identity around
Tinged and blackened with what they preferred

I am innocent in all of this
I wanted to fight back
But people told me not to bring it forth
It would make it worse, to cut them some slack

If I was a man this wouldn't be an issue
Please can people stick up for those who have been trodden on
This is a fight one girl cannot make alone