Escort girl "it's my job"
Your paying my fee's
So down on my knee's
Kneeling in the dirt
giving a good flirt.
You have the power
but it's all so sour.
I wanna shout
but instead i pout.
I have to do it for my kid
so i have to keep my lid.
Afterwards i go
with a bit of a slow
My princess is in bed
At least now i know she'll be fed
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Its so sad how this happens. I hate the idea of it all but you did very well at expressing the thoughts of someone that doesn't think they have a choice. I like the last two lines, gave me a sad but vivid image.
~Sensual Ink~
thanks
it's sad to think about but sadly it happens so i wrote this.
Well written
A well written poem, thought provoking.
Andrew
Strong Piece
I like this a lot, well written piece on a difficult subject, good work,
Dave
thanks
thanks for your comments i appreciate them
fiona