THEY CALL ME..

GET LOST,

YOU LOST CAUSE!

THAT'S WHAT THEY SAY TO ME,

EVERYDAY ON THE BROKEN STREET.

GO AWAY.

SOME INSULT EVERYDAY.

IN A CRUEL MEAN WAY.

SHUT UP,

NO HELP FROM ANYONE ABOVE.

JUST LIKE NO HELP OUT OF LOVE.

HORE! THEY YELL.

PUSH ME AFTER I ALREADY FELL.

BUT I GET BACK UP ONCE MORE.

BECAUSE THEY CALL ME HORE.

ONLY TO PROVE,

I AM NOT WHAT THEY CHOOSE.