Girl Next Door Poem by RACHEL ZARANTONELLO

Inside my head I am screaming
So many twisted thoughts stir
Waking with no memory
Everything is all a blur
How did I end up here?
Can't recall what I've done
Just looking for a good time
Desperately needing to have fun
Am I losing control?
Has my crazy leveled out?
I am not the girl your mother
always warned you about.
Her imagination was never
quite like this
I am the one thing
that you are unable to resist
Always I'm your pleasure.
a much needed wicked sin
I am glad that I met you
and each time we meet again.