Life as a prostitute

by hayley   Jul 22, 2006


Now you walk on streets
Walking as a prostitute
And nothing seems to change
You have used the needle
You have killed your heart
But the past is still the same

Never will you have faith
In anything at all,
Yourself or anyone else.
You have mistreated everyone
Including yourself

Now theres an emptiness in your heart, it doesn't seem to go away.
Alone and nobody to love,
Each and everyday.

But you did this to yourself,
Nobody did it to you.
With all the remarks you made,
And they were all untrue.

So they all lost their faith in you,
They trust you no more.
Thats why they are so happy,
They don't see you anymore...

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