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Cheap Perfume and Fake Diamonds

Cheap Perfume and Fake Diamonds


On the corner of Main and twelfth
took a stab at some seedy wealth
wanted to make a quick buck
turned a trick or two
with any luck
but you stopped to tell me
the ugly truth
how could I be so desperate?
How you didn't know me....
But somehow I was better than this.....

what you doing?
All dressed to the nines
nothing good comes of
cheap perfume and fake diamonds
everything that looks good
doesn't taste like it should
so little girl find your dignity
find the right road
before you find the police

I was so mad....just to be called out
but once you was gone
it sunk in no doubt
what was I doing?
Who was I becoming?
Why couldn't I deal with my problems?
Why couldn't I stop running?
All my issues was just below the surface
and I wanted answers
more over I deserved them

I was more than these clothes
torn pantyhose
I was more than just a object
still I remained
that scared girl in the closet
the one so scared
the one that didn't dare
have a personality
or a opinion

who wore cheap perfume and fake diamonds
and thought I was living
but I was slowly dying
and it wasn't anyone's fault
but mine.....

2007@ Megan Watkins







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