Just a girl muddling through life
Trying to avoid all the conflict and strife
There's nothing too complicated about me
What you get is what you see
I know who I am, to this I am true
Some get to see inside of me, but only a few
I am not a doormat for anyone to use
I enjoy the pleasures of pain, not abuse
A masochistic sexual creature lives inside
Also one with dignity and pride
I walk proud with my head held high
But crave to feel humbled as I kneel with a contented sigh
My submission has only been known by a few
Giving respect in that way only where it is due
This is me, who I am
Am I so hard to understand?
