Who She Is

Walking down the sunset strip

she numbs to the pain of who she is

black miniskirt and dark red lips

she just wants to know true love's kiss.

On her corner she stands

praying for a way out,

Towards her walks a man,

with a golden wedding ring.

She forces her guilt to the back of mind,

She knows he only wants one thing.

Naming her price, the man nods,

and heads towards an expensive suv.

she gets in his car, with pain in her heart

she pretends not to notice the baby seat.

With tossled hair and smudged lips,

she numbs herself to who she is,

working on the sunset strip.

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