the hunger never dies
in fact it intensifies
hand to thigh
and i can’t hide
but i’m denied
‘cause she don’t believe
what she truly
feels inside
must we go into code
for these emotions are
not allowed to be exposed
no, not allowed to bare our souls
a secret never to be told
so she must continue to play the role
oh, my insides feel so cold!
i’ve been bought just to get sold
©2007 josephine b. ciliento