Jane Doe (the new hoe)

You don't like the person that you claim to be
to ashamed to portray yourself you walk blind & bump into me
I see your pain
your insecure
you feel you have no face
you moved to fast you lost your place
& now your reputation tends to speed at strange pace

He touched your head you felt the tip
& fingers started to slip
all of a sudden innocence was gone & now you stand with your hand's on your hip
you let him dip into your cherry pie
you gave it up based on a lie
now the tears wet your cheeks & you begin to cry
never understanding why
they call you name's & burned your heart within the flame
a hoe
a slut
mixtures of little boy's.men. & toy's
you became the the mutt
as you strut your curves
no longer the girl you use to be
I met Jane Doe as you appeared to me
so many unknown
have clear name's now ready to be showcased for all to see