Lolita

Darned in lace bows
Woven fairytales of her mother
Don't be too careful round the older guys
They will smother you down
Its easier to drown than to drift away

The baby tries to cry
Seeking to compromise before it's over
Sitting prettys always harder when you're sober
It doesn't take much to break a porcelain thigh

They call her a lolita
Nothing more than a piece of meat to chew
Loved by none
Kissed by many a wandering eye

She writes sad poetry in her fathers beaten down Mercedes
Sweet as honey
Waiting to grow up to become a lady
For at night she finds often has nothing to say

To live large is ruthless in life so unkind
How does one last an hour in the mind of a

Young girl named Lolita
Nothing more than a piece of meat to chew
Loved by none kissed by many a wandering eye



Credits
Writer(s): Ava Polczynski
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