by Candice Ann Moraga
You’re perspective’s refreshing
I’m outta my head
You’ve got something to say
Not just “Let’s go to bed”
Other people can’t see different sides in me
But they see that in you so easily
Am I to blame for the artifice?
Can I help that they can’t see deeper than this?
It’s an aspect of my personality
But sex isn’t all that there is to me
Celibacy didn’t help at all
Lack of sex didn’t help them to fall
But sexiness has nothing to do with sex
It’s all just a spell, an enchantment, a hex
It’s all just a mind-game – I court them all
And I’m just a plaything to them – a doll
They have their fun- then they toss me aside
At the end of the day, they have hurt my pride
But they don’t like when I become too real
God forbid – I can actually feel!
I’m more than what they bargained for
They seem saddened to find that I’m no whore
Take me with layers – take all of me
Take me with what you can and can’t see
Contradiction – duplicity
I am what I am & I’ll be what I’ll be
© Copyright 2016 CandiceAnnMoraga. All rights reserved.