I have never had sex

They judge me as a prude

It hurts my heart

Them being so rude


I want him to love me

But he won't for sure

He thinks me a tease

Easy to lure


I am his toy

With him yet alone

His hands crawl up my leg

Making me miss home


I am scared

It's going to hurt

He's going to leave me

Right after it's start


I was right for sure

He was gone next day

Leaving me to ponder

And wish while I stay


In my bed 

In my lonesome

I realized my epiphany

I have joined the ranks of the whoresome


What did I do

Why did I choose him

I made a mistake

Now it's too late to woo him

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