Innocence

Innocence just a dream
Once I was so clean
Virtuous and pure
Boys queuing at my door

So now I look back
Back before their lust attack
Now I sometimes sigh
Watching as time goes by

Once I had a dream
That it meant something

it was fun to be abused
it was fun being used
I love to be slapped around
I loved going down

Still I had a dream
That it meant something

buy now as they stick it in
I get bored of so much sin
I dream to be a little girl
without a care in the world