you poor poor girl all caught up in boys and drama.
didnt you learn anything from your mama?
she said "boys have cooties" but you kissed him anyway.
his lips were poison, but you couldn't stay away.
one kiss, two kisses, three kisses, four.
kisses are toxic but you wanted more.
his hand went up your leg as you kissed his lips.
maybe you should have took mama's tips.
"boys have cooties" but you never listened.
now your scared and in a bad position.
you move his hand away but he puts it back
you moved it away so many times it was hard to keep track.
he lied you down and took off your blouse.
poor poor girl should have listened to the woman of the house.
instead you were caught up in kissing his lips.
and now he has his hands on your hips.
you feel as the tear runs down your face.
that your mama was going to think of you as a disgrace.
your crying and screaming and begging him to stop.
as he runs his fingers up your tank top.
he covers your mouth with his hand so no one can hear.
poor poor girl wishing he would disappear.
he's a boy, baby what did you expect.
now your life has been wrecked.
you should have listened to your mama.
instead of being caught up in boys and drama.
- p.t.s
