My Teenage Copulation

“I’m not a whore, I’m not a whore”

I begged and I cried

I have my whole life

Until my teenage copulation 

I thought I knew pleasure

I thought I knew pain

Naked in my mirror, want it to go away

Until my teenage copulation 

He says to me

“Quit fucking resisting,

Don’t you want to be good?

Stay in your fucking place 

And take it.”

I wish I could say

I never get off to his antics 

I spiral into pervert-panic

It’s just part of my teenage copulation

I’m so, so tired when he’s done

His hands on my chest 

And fingers down my legs 

he starts my teenage copulation

He says to me

“I’ve never felt like this before

You feel so good..

You feel so fucking good.

I want you,

I need you

Oh, you like that don’t you?”

And I’m so ashamed

But I don’t stop fucking

“Two fuck-ups,

it’s perfect.”