2A young girl sits, watches the screen, seeing her life go by.
Hard core porn star swallows it down,
Perverse the image of herself
Soft core moans plays in her parents bedroom
Just shut up and get over it.
She knows she is confused,
She knows about the bones that rot beneath her skin
a quiet infection that only she knows of.
She wonders if any other girl is as twisted as she is.
Tell me of that Virtue
Of Innocence,
as hypocritical a word is that,
tell me of how Innocence will save my soul
It's too bad that
My innocence
was forced from my body years ago.