WHORE
I used to be a whore
But I am not any more
I used to be easy
And even a bit sleazy
I used to be a whore
I used to come in the back door
Husbands, boyfriends, and even a dad
Hundreds of men I have had
Maybe less or more
I’m not sure
I stopped counting after ten
I can’t even remember the names of these men
I used to be a whore
But I am not any more
I’m not proud, but I have no shame
For how I used to live, there is no one to blame
Morning, day, evening, or night
Noonday, dawn, and even midnight
They send a text to my phone
Whenever we can be alone
These secrets I have concealed
But now the truth must be revealed
For I used to be a whore
But I am not any more