Long, lustrous hair,
people can't help but stare.
Body made up of beautiful curves,
A girl that no one deserves.
So many men dying to call her their queen.
She always says "Guys I'm only Seventeen".
She pushes all the men away
The girls question if she's okay
Then the rumors begin
People create stories about her with their own spin.
She's never had a boyfriend before
Yet people go around calling her a whore.
She has everything that all the girls want
But she rejects it all and never flaunts
The rumors stop because they see it has no effect
The guys still want her and think shes perfect
Guys approach her and ask her for dates
You can see in her eyes, it's something she hates.
Finally I can't take it anymore
I go up and ask her why she's doing this for?
She looked at me and said "I thought you said I was a whore"
I tell her people talk when you act the way you do
and she replied "because I don't want to screw?"
All the men, thats all they want, get a clue.
Why should I go what so many women go through?
They trust a man who says what they want to hear
They tell you they love you and act all sincere.
Thats when they make a move to the bed,
after that they take back everything they said.
They go behind your back adding you to their score,
Telling all their homeboys that you're just another whore.
Pardon me for wanting to wait until my wedding night,
that way I'll avoid all the pain and not feel bad wearing white.
I'll keep my self for the one man who adorns my finger with a ring
That way I'm not just a booty call, or what they call a fling."
I take a step back and say "Wow, girl, how do you resist?
Girls like you no longer exist"
She then says "I'm notthing special I just have patients, and
something called self respect,
Until I meet my husband every other man I will reject"
 
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