||to whore or not to whore||

misplaced faith and consent granted too early,
oh how you girls lay us waste in your folly,

all things giggle, tribb and smirk,
to grab attention, stir and lurk.

coerce, taste, lurk our greys, our human ways,
cock tease with mercy mild and spinster grace.

shamelessness the destination cuz all is but only intended to be temporary,
done-done onto the next one; like men have done a millenia too many.

sprinkled with denial and sparkled with new-hope,
blood flushed forgot by the power of almighty-cope.

am i fooling myself or is someone fooling me?
all ik is men want my moaning, clap-ass symphony.

||to whore or not to whore||