Sex=Love

When did I learn Love mattered not?
When did I learn that physical appearance
Means more than what's in my head
Big boobs, small waist, big ass, no taste
I know too much to be lose with my body
I think too much for most men and women
They look at me and see only flaws
The fuzziness of my hair, my chewed up lips
I am a walking disaster, not a made up bag of bones
I'm not a soggy vagina or fake ass tits
I don't wear clothes that show off my figure
I'm afraid of getting attached so I run
I run from guys who think only with their cocks
I'm failure to my mother who wants grandchildren
But I'd have to spread my legs and get fucked
Cum would have to be inside of me for that to happen
And I'd just rather not, it scares me mom
To be that personal with someone who can leave
I'm not beautiful when Im naked, for all my flaws you can see
My tits are big but my nipples too small
My stomach is fat and my stretchmarks huge
My thighs, they wiggle when I walk away
My ass isn't this fucking bubble twin set that some girls have
Im failure to the female gender
Because I don't fucking care enough to change
I will eat this cake, and drink my soda
I'd rather have a heart attack and die
Then bare children for a guy that could leave me
I don't want it, the fairytale dream
I want to die a virgin than be a lovesick whore crying for some cock
Im a disaster but at least I don't think sex is what love is