Self Respect Poem by Kayla Garner
Self Respect
You call me baby,
You call my honey,
But I'm no one's sex bunny.
Either you love me, or you don't.
I wish you did, but you won't.
So what is the point of this big mess?
I am up to my standards and nothing less.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,sex
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