What is a little slut for? 
You want me waiting, open, eager at your door? 
It used to be enough,
but lately I’m not feeling so tough.
What made me lose the bliss,
in finding all of you like this? 
The ones I wanted so much,
insatiable desire, aching, and such.
Disappearing acts and callous hearts, 
make me weary of each thrilling start. 
More than just a place to fill your needs, 
I'm not just here for your lust to feed. 
I wish I could go back to being as free, 
as the careless spirit that was once me. 
I still long for things so carnal and dark, 
wishing as I see you, to make your mark. 
Conflicted and confused by my own body and mind, 
wanting and hoping for something more kind.
It once was easy, running about, 
now I’m filled with confusing self-doubt.
It’s how you think of it, I know, 
what you want it to look like, where it will go. 
Will my adventure take another type of turn, 
what can I possibly have left to learn? 
I wish I didn’t think, didn’t want, didn’t care, 
it’d be so much simpler then, to resist your stare. 
I want to be so many things for myself and for you, 
but I’m honestly just so fucking tired of figuring out what to do. 
For once, someone, just please make it easy, 
be what I need, pursue me, be substantial, not so fucking damn sleazy.
This nasty little slut has had a great ride, 
I just long for something, someone in who I can confide.
They want what they want, and in the end I’m still me alone, 
my heart dying, slowly turning to stone.
Every day is always new, 
though, every day, I unfortunately wait, for you.
You can’t be who you are not, 
and so I’ll decide if you’re worth what I’ve got. 
We’re all honest here, 
I knew what you wanted, and you and you, sweetie, sir, dear.
You think I’m talking about you, but you see, 
there’s so many in line wanting a piece of me.
I prefer my solitude, 
my peace, honestly, to some random girl or dude.
I will send out my romantic little wishes to the universe. 
Alone, confused, crazy, hmm, which is worse?
Those that strayed, drifted and disappeared, 
it wasn’t really the worst of what I have feared. 
I survive, I grow, evolve and strive, 
I will be who I am, so blissful and alive. 
Please one day, just one day, sweet world, send me someone who tries, 
who wants all of me, good or bad, kink or crazy, someone incapable of lies.
Send me someone who wants the whole me, someone who cares, 
I wonder and I wait patiently for this brave soul who dares. 
I'm not a kid anymore, and these tricks are for real. 
Don't be a bitch, honey, there's so much more, see, like how I really feel. 
I grin, I smirk, I may giggle and tease, but I'm more than what you think, 
and for no one, absolutely no one, will I allow myself to shrink. 
I know who I am, and what I desire, 
I know who and what you are and I'll wait, oh so sweetly, with a smile, for someone who lights my fire.