Victims Of Fashion Poem by NikMorgan ...

She’s a Brittany wantabe
A perverts princess
Catching the eye
By wearing less

He has a sickness
There is no cure
His mind is troubled
His thoughts are not pure

Twelve going on twenty
Clothes picked to impress
Made up to look older
In a skimpy little dress

He finds no escape
Where ever he looks
It’s all innocence lost
In the films and the books

Desperate to be a woman
And boys to please
She learns from her sisters
She flirts she’s a tease

Lost to his dark side
He watches and waits
Lurking in shadows
Outside the school gates

She glides past him
Cherry on fire
Lamb playing at mutton
Cloaked in desire

A consuming compulsion
Loss of self trust
He stews in turmoil
Riddled by lust

Their worlds collide
In terror she screams
A scared little girl
Caught in a sick man's dreams