This cycle is never ending
Abused through constant nights of excess
You were young once and you were beautiful
Red hair, porcelain skin, those eyes
Captivating
But aren't you vulnerable right now
Aren't you realizing that without the constant attention, adoration, and
Lust of men
You are nothing
I see your thousand old wounds left to linger
You wear them proudly
No attempt to cover up
Always numbing
Mistake those shared beds for true love
You know you never meant a f*cking thing