Innocence

Innocence just a dream

Once I was so clean

Virtuous and pure

Boys queuing at my door

So now I look back

Back before their lust attack

Now I sometimes sigh

Watching as time goes by

Once I had a dream

That it meant something

it was fun to be abused

it was fun being used

I love to be slapped around

I loved going down

Still I had a dream

That it meant something

buy now as they stick it in

I get bored of so much sin

I dream to be a little girl

without a care in the world