Mama Said

 

You will be able
To hold your own baby girl
While you tits up strut
Stilleto toe to tip toe
With your wild sway of round ass
Giving swing to your skirt
And shaking a jello mold jiggle
With what's under your shirt
Without them feeling they have the right
To touch what they do not own
Somehow sensing you had been taken
Long before you were grown
They wont recognise you felt their hot stink of breath
Over bare young shoulder
Refusing to wait until you were older
You can dress how you please
Say whatever the fuck you want to say
And they will respect your right to be that way....
They won't feel they have the right to fuck you when you scream you don't want to be laid
. ..
No will mean No
You are safe in your skin....
You were not born already branded damaged goods
Wearing the red Neon din buzz of
Original sin...