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Sub-human
I’m wide open
Feeling the pain and rejection
From all directions
All of my life, I’ve been trying to fit in
But get ignored or used and then tossed aside
I can’t ignore my sex because it’s got nowhere to hide
I understand it now
It took some time, pain and searching
I am a woman, who enjoys sex, is this such a crime?
All eyes looking at me
She stepped into the road to get a better look
What did she think she would see looking at me closely?
I feel like I’m in a zoo without the cage
He has a picture of me on his phone, I’m naked and exposed
He shows his mate as I walk past
They stop, stare and compare
With smug smiles across their faces
Yeah…yeah take a good look
This hot curvaceous sweet body
Is off limits, not yours to touch
I’m without protection, but it’s a good place to be
I’m just being me
No turning back, only forward into the unknown
I’m not trying to hurt anyone purposely, it’s not in me
This natural urge makes me feel alive
Yes…I am proud to be me
Even if I get strange looks, bursts of laughter and non-acceptance
I’m living my life; I’m not hurting or imposing
So why do others feel they have to stick their nose in?
Feeling the pain and rejection
From all directions
All of my life, I’ve been trying to fit in
But get ignored or used and then tossed aside
I can’t ignore my sex because it’s got nowhere to hide
I understand it now
It took some time, pain and searching
I am a woman, who enjoys sex, is this such a crime?
All eyes looking at me
She stepped into the road to get a better look
What did she think she would see looking at me closely?
I feel like I’m in a zoo without the cage
He has a picture of me on his phone, I’m naked and exposed
He shows his mate as I walk past
They stop, stare and compare
With smug smiles across their faces
Yeah…yeah take a good look
This hot curvaceous sweet body
Is off limits, not yours to touch
I’m without protection, but it’s a good place to be
I’m just being me
No turning back, only forward into the unknown
I’m not trying to hurt anyone purposely, it’s not in me
This natural urge makes me feel alive
Yes…I am proud to be me
Even if I get strange looks, bursts of laughter and non-acceptance
I’m living my life; I’m not hurting or imposing
So why do others feel they have to stick their nose in?
Published 25th Aug 2013
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- Edited 25th Aug 2013 6:46pm
25th Aug 2013 6:43pm
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