Worldly Woman
WORLDLY WOMAN
(She's haunted by her past)
I cry the tears of a wordly woman.
Used and abused.
I'm old news.
I've been there, done that,
no longer going forward,
always crying when I look back.
I used to be at men's beck and call,
always standing alone against the wall,
but never standing tall.
They did to me as they please,
brought me down to my knees.
I had you-
That alone was reason to stop them.
But I acted as if I didn't know anything else.
Yes, I did what they wanted
no matter how I felt.
I cry the tears of a worldly woman.
Used and abused.
I'm old news.
I've been there done that,
no longer going forward.
Always crying when I look back.
It was like I had no name.
I had no self-respect.
Some called me girl,
Some called me pet.
But, what I call myself
I still don't know the answer to that
yet.
I cry the tears of a worldly woman.
Used and abused.
I'm old news,
I've been there, done that.
No longer going forward,
Always crying when I look back.
Always crying when I look back.
Copyright © Tyshawn Knight | Year Posted 2014
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