Cinderella Lost Her Red Bottom Heel (Poetry Snippet)

Cinderella Lost Her Red Bottom Heel, On The Corner Of Hollywood Blvd.

For So Long She Took Chances Gambling Her Love With These Lonely Hearts Flashing Car Lights & Trojan Magnums Like White Flags, It's Sad.

But Cinderella Knew What She Was Doing.
Short Black Skirt With A Sparkly Top, Cropped To Her Fitting. So The Fellas Could See What She Was Putting Out Up Top & Get A Taste Of What Her Thighs Might Feel Like.

And Even When She Felt Like She Was Winning She Was Still Losing & She Felt That Inside Because Even When She Took The Money From The Guys They Took Everything She Had Left Inside.

"Cinderella, Why Do You Look So Sad?
You're The Prettiest Girl At The Ball.."

Little Do You Know Out Of All The Guys Here, I Probably Fucked Them All.
& For The Prince, That's The Only Reason He Called Me Here. To Get Some "Head" After Everyone Leaves & It's Not My Mind He's Trying To Hear,

But Hear Me Clear. Listen To The Vibes My Body's Sending. Screaming Help But Nobody Comes & Nobody Pays Me Attention.
The Prince Did Ask Me To The Last Dance, But Only To Discuss Business & It Killed Me Knowing For The Rest Of My Life All I'll Be Good For Is Fucking.

Every Minute, Second Spinning In Circles With Him I Felt Disgusting.

I Can Feel The Eyes On Me Of Judge Mental Pricks, Thinking About How Much Of A Waste I Am, A Waste Of Flesh, Lack Of Space In This Ball, A Disgrace To My Family & Someone Who Belonged Dead,
But Instead,
I Am The Keeper Of Many Woman's Lover, The Backup. Side Chick. That's Only Seen Under Covers. I Am The Keeper Of Many Men.. Without Having My Own.