grown men

Fri, 09/17/2021 - 07:25 -- unknow3

Ive let 26 of them in 

But only for sin

Not one of the loved me 

But they all used me 

 

I guess I like being used 

And sometimes abused 

But that’s what I grew up with 

How could I be any different 

 

Im pretty enough to be fucked 

But not pretty enough to date 

I wish I could be enough 

For one of them to like me 

 

Sex means nothing 

Its a way for men to use me 

And for me to use myself 

There’s no love 

 

No life 

No one to care 

No one to be there 

Not to mention 

 

They’ve all been grown men 

To old for me 

But back then I was to young to see 

That is no life for me 

 

Im just seventeen 

So young and full of dream 

But I let men use me 

To a strong degree 

 

I don’t Love myself 

And no one else loves me 

The love my body 

But my body is not me 

This poem is about: 
Me

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