Sex And A Single Girl Poem by Kill or Be killed

Disease,
pregnacy,
judgement,

These are thing to fear.

Anger,
dispointment,
settling,

This is what I'm feeling.

I have multiple pattners, yes,
I have a place to belong, yes,
And I have a new place to go everynight.

It's fun it's exiting and everyone wants to be me, but what a price I pay.

At least this is what I tell myself those girls are thinking,
At least this is what my jealous mind wants them to be feeling,

But, I still wonder about what it would be like to be them,
While I tell myself there's nothing to them.