alone

My cousins were talking about how they saw a prostitude arguing with a guy inside a car, she got out and went up to my cousin and when he asked her how old she was she started crying and told him 16!

Alone.
No one to accompany my soul except
Dead dreams of blood like crimson wine.
Images of all smiles lost, only
Memories of tragedies I have not forgoten.
Simple wishes that do not come true
Of someone who'd love me for me
And not for her whom wears the mask
Lying and selling love to diffrent men
Old and youthful for some money; for
Nobody hires a lonely teen s**t.
Every one judges a book by it's cover
And no one cares for the stolen or lost in
This large gray town.
"Misery loves its company, that is why
You don't have friends" they say.
Hated by many especially women, but
Envyd by some for the
Lust men have for my body and my
Lunar beauty.