Please don't call me a slut,
Why do you think of me that way?
You treat me like a mutt,
Calling me dirty names.
How could you believe I laid a hand,
On any person, a women or man.
Talk about me in such ways,
I really do give a damn.
But it's okay, I not the one to blame,
It's just you don't understand.
I'm loving and care for all.
Even for you, which is very wrong.
I am me,
Don't worry if you can't see,
❤Just how awesome I can be❤
YOU ARE READING
Life
Poetry"Life isn't always what it seems, it's what you feel is your own reality "
