It’s a Rap
I have plenty of love without sex,
He moved on to the next,
But I never want sex without love,
Told me he was from above,
When he didn’t have any love in his heart,
Right from the start,
So we fell apart,
We were never together,
To storm the weather,
Now he is lonely,
Only because he acted so phony,
Wishing now that he could hold me,
He put me up like a book on a shelf,
So I’m touching myself,
Screaming,
As I masturbate with my tears creaming,
I must be dreaming!,
Looking up at the sky,
Smiling while I cry,
I’m okay!