foragirl

Silky smooth.
Lips as sweet as candy.
Tight blue jeans.
Skin that shows in patches.

Strong inside but you don't know it; Good little girls they never show it.

"When you open up your mouth to speak, Could you be a little weak?"

Do you know what it feels like for a girl?

Hair that twirls on fingertips so gently.
Hands that rest on jutting hips; repenting.

Hurt that's not supposed to show, And tears that fall when no one knows.

"When you're trying hard to be your best, Could you be a little less?"