• So all along I am mine,
    when I thought i belonged to another.
    it seems that it's twice today
    that i have been betrayed.

    it seems so perfect, doesn't it?
    it seems so right, doesn't it?
    But even Atlas is tired sometimes,
    what does this say of me?

    So, am I beautiful?
    So, am I sexy?
    Do you wish to rip the clothes
    from my flesh

    and dig into me as
    though I were
    a juicy, sweet
    innocent plum?

    i will not stop you;

    i give myself to you;
    for it seems that i
    have no name,
    but only a face

    and a body meant soley to please you.

    violate me
    satisfy your lusts
    i will wait here and watch
    i will do whatever you say.

    for what have i left?
    a smile that was never
    mine to begin with;
    a body

    so nice,
    that i worked so hard
    to have, to make
    for you

    always for you