I’ve never let someone have all of me
and as I speak on my purity, let it be known that
it wasn’t easy.
The fight to not give into wreckless love
from boys whose main goals are to court women
by their simple presence
and giving no regards to her emotions
and letting her stand face to face to someone whose main agenda
is to get her naked
and bare it all in his face.
It was not easy
to sit and wonder why I wasn’t desirable enough to you
as i broke my back and my wallet just to be decent enough for you
and weighing in on your whole destructive life
just so I could be a therapist to you.
It wasn’t easy
to believe all the bullshit you fed to me
about wanting a family
and spending the rest of your life with me.
As I picked the seeds for a family tree,
you picked the flowers out of an adulteress’ garden
and had them sent to me
So as my sarcasm fills the air and the room
It was very easy
to keep myself out of the doom
that a boy will constantly cause,
by making you understand that just because you were desirable
doesn’t mean he wanted to be your man
and just because you were desirable
doesn’t mean you were loved
and girls need to stop constantly falling in love
and end up getting shoved around by boys
who really don’t give a damn
about how it feels to be in love
My purity was given to me to protect
and he will never get erect
until he puts a ring on my finger..
then I’ll have no regrets.