Thursday, August 28, 2014

Innocence Lost

Innocence is never lost unless you let yourself lose it... Love yourself more!

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Innocence Lost

Innocence Lost.
Or is it just your mind you’ve lost.
No one can take what you don’t use.
You have the choice to take it back.

When you were only a child
You lost it.
That thing that makes you want something else.
It’s 8:15 am and you decide to change your name.

You’re dressed up like a train wreck.
You don’t want a cigarette.
Claim you don’t even smoke.
But you check your purse for cash.

In the middle of the road
Just like another victim
You brought a friend and she’s got you wearing that bad look again.

Take a drag.
No one can take it for you.
Just another smoker.
Claims she’s lost.

Lost without the last him
Until you remember he’ll take a swing.
You got the choice to stay
You take a drag instead
And leave

Your friend is bringing a pack of Indians by
She wants you to wear that bad hair and kiss another man.
He may as well be a John.
You don’t love him.
Don’t even want to.

Middle of the road with your bad hair and bad lipstick.
Your innocence is never lost.
A cough precedes your drag.

Lost in the smoke remembering what he felt like on top of you.
His new smell, grunts and it’s the only affection you know.
You don’t have to do it but the weight,
The stranger’s body, makes you feel whole.
Comforted by the feeling of physical touch.

It’s a shame the way you hid behind the fake blonde hair
Pretending to be something you are not.
It’s a shame that they never see you.
Because you’re so busy avoiding yourself.

Innocence remains beneath the layers of disillusion.
You’re not lost.
Don’t even want to be.
Check your cash and take a drag.

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