Beautiful Crack Whore

Euphoria Godsent

I need you to pull down my panties
And spank me
I need you to rip off my clothes
And beat me
I need you to call me a slut
And f**k me

In front of your friends
Yes, pimp me
Glue my mouth shut
Stuff me in a box
And fed ex me
To another continent
Then forget me

But you won’t
You stupid f**k
Why, oh why
Do you want me?
Why do you search for me?
On those cold, brutal nights
In dark alleys, in crack dens
And Always find me

In a stupor, in a daze
Menses running down my legs
Haven’t bathed in days
You clean me
Sing lullaby’s and wait for me
And when I awake, I cry in your arms
And hate you so much
For believing in me

I need you to stop
Fu**ing with me
I’m no good
Motherfu**er can’t you see
You’re so good
An anomaly
You can’t say that
That you love me

I’ll kill you
For believing in me
Please kill me
I don’t have the guts you see
Barely the guts to breathe
Barely the guts to breathe

Do I even have a soul?
I ask, I plead
I once was told that
My soul never weeps
Guess she’s not a wimp like me
No, she’s nothing like me

I was told that she hovers
Over the places I creep
She takes mental notes
As I wander from scene to scene
Sounds like a stalker

What does she want from me?
Between you and her
I have no fucking privacy
Let me be, let me be
I’m a crack whore

A dirty crack fiend
But ironically
That’s not what you see
And if I really do have a soul
Then what does that make me
I laugh at the thought
Is it a possibility?
That I AM beautiful?