You think she is hard to deal with,
She pushes you to your limits, to your breaking point.
To see if you’re really worth her time.
Its not superiority, no.
Its her way of shielding herself from more disappointment.
Most of you lose,
You blame her for making your inner demon roar out,
As if she puts those words in your mouth,
She made you act the most disgusting way.
But all she does is keep you away,
She is heavily guarded by walls around her, you shiver in the wrath of cold wind, outside.
You think she doesn’t treat you right when all she wanna see is how you’ll treat her when you see her for what she is,
When she stops being this unapproachable mystery,
When you meet her inner demons,
When you walk in her darkness
And when she isn’t that happy go lucky as she seems from outside.
She just try to see if you are worth shedding her layers for.
ILLUMINATING in the FLUORESCENT lights
Streets INTERWINED with illegal trade and crimes
Long forgotten, the dreams in eyes
Dressed shiny in cheap style
She is neither a name nor a human kind.
Her value is how short is her dress
Or how many she sees everyday
Selling her body, feeding lust
There is no other identity than
Amount of money per hour she takes
Once a young beautiful bird,
Lured in hell away from nest.
Her name, she couldn’t remember anymore,
Was it tina? Tanya? Chakore?
We call her names, worst of all
A hoe, a slut, a bitch, a whore.
Day and night on a creaking bed.
Several times her clothes she shed.
She is from the land of goddesses
Living in illegal addresses,
Many like her nameless workers
Pimped around to horny jerkers
Roles she plays everyday,
To fill IMPERFECTION of their lives
Of the girl they desire or of their haughty wives.
Boosting ego, masculinity, his chauvinistic thoughts.
Safety and security is a history to her,
Goodness and respect, a MYSTERY .
She represents the IMPERFECTION of our Society
She represents the dirt in our minds.
She represent the hypocrisy in our character.
She represent the inhumanity in human kinds.