Pull my hair back and lay me back.
Examine each curve of my body with your eyes
Glaring at me like a prize on the top shelf
Just waiting to be played with.
Concealed behind it's plastic lining as thick as skin
Emotionless from keeping it all in.
Pull back the plastic and let the air in
Touch my thigh and make me feel alive
For these nigths that I'm taken off the shelf
Is when I am truly able to show myself.
Naked and raw like Adam and Eve
Seeing things how they are truly meant to be seen
But dont call me beautiful when my only use to you
Is a night to seperate knees.
So put me back on that shelf because I am unable to please.