here i go again

remember what the hot topic was when we were kids, what do we want to be when we grow up

i told my teachers i wanted to be a stripper cuz my mom was one at the time and i thought she looked so beautiful in her outfits and costumes....

i never knew what she really did

i never really knew her

i want to be a stripper at times

but i get so much more money from all the boys i meet

am i wrong for what i do

sometimes my feelings control me more than anything else

i feel like i have to jump at the first boy i see

i have been like this since i could remember

i remember one time in middle school

while everybody else was eating lunch in the cafeteria

i was sucking the dick of a guy who promised me he loved me

in the boys bathroom

yea

he told me he loved me as he led me to the bathroom where his two friends were waiting

i never told anybody this

sort of feels good to let it out

i have been holding it all in for too long