Don't agree with me...I must be a whore
Can't have me...I must be a whore
Or maybe you can...then I'm definitely a whore
You're smarter then me...I'm a dumb whore
But I proved that you're not...”Whatever whore!”
And men like me...unquestionably a whore
And to the ones that don't...I am always a whore.
“Whore”
to put me at odds with myself.
“Whore”
to make me hate myself.
“Whore”
the only weapon of a world who's control over me is slipping away.
A weapon to shame.
to blame.
A weapon to silence
& stigmatize.
Men calls me a whore
when they can not control or enjoy my pleasures for free.
Woman call me a whore
when I will not bow the the agenda she has for me.
“Whore” gets its power only from my fear.
Whore.....Whore.....Whore.....Whore
.....Whore................Whore
...becomes just a strange sound with no meaning.
Call me what you will.
Your words have no power over me.
I refuse to live in fear of the judgments you pass on me.
I AM A WHORE
I AM A WHORE
I AM A WHORE
And I'm not going to fear your words anymore.
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