New to town.
New to school.
New to every
Little
Setting.
Picked up from my home.
The small little town
I had come to know.
Dropped
In
An
Urbanized
Hell.
Highways,
Overpasses
Where the trash kids
Dwell.
Parks
Where they
Smoke their dreams
Away.
"Never will I ever."
Is what I used to say.
Until I
Finally
Wrapped my pretty lips
Around a few new things.
That's when things became more
Fun.
I was new to this.
This edgy lifestyle.
Now it was me
Under those overpasses.
But I wasn't trash.
Was I?
This beautiful boy
Told me he liked
These sort of girls.
Girls who smoke and drink
And give away.
This gorgeous male
Guided my hand.
He took me places
I had never been.
Places I
Never
Thought of
Before.
Have you ever
Been hand in hand
With the white owl?
Neither had I,
Until he smiled and said
Come on, it's great.
Not a second more
Of hesitation.
If he was there,
I knew it would be fun.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
He would think
I was cool enough
To be his girl.
So there I was.
Madly in love.
Doing anything
This lovely boy asked of me.
It was new,
This feeling of
Complete
And utter
Want.
But I knew,
I was going to do
Whatever
It
Took.
Just to fulfill it.
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Pale
Poetry*Warning this book is highly mature. 18+ or very mature please! This is due mature content such as vivid sexual content, underage drinking, drug use, violence, and strong language.*
