teenage sluts

 
sordid fiend I am usure who I am
there are so many identities within me
craving their own way
it hasn't always been true
I heard only one voice as a baby
if the others were there I blocked them out

romance a lover who won't covet me in a jealous nature
I'm a writer and I love to interact with the souls of people
some of the spirits get major crushes on the people I talk to
but they in the immortal sense are fifteen years old
they sometimes add their two cents to the whole nine yards

I am content to listen to their chatter
they're a flirty lot acting grownup or what they think is grownup
there very inquisitive when anyone visits daddy tells them no
they answer they are hot pursuit they just want to investigate

they are blushing wildly because they are too young and don't know how to seduce
so I have to answer why we're all smiles and have too much makeup on
unfairly I'm stuck with the teens Father told me if I passed  his test I could put on grown-up outfits
but because I messed using my witchcraft to seduce him and others my growth was stunted
I may wear the look of a teen that's how old I am immortally

but I'm not allowed at the masquerade me and the other misfit teens are stuck together
usually, they shapeshift on out of here to a more hopping event
they hate country life I really don't want like of them either
one of them thinks she's the prettiest and Father Time gives her special treatment