I'm sure you're after all my girlish look -

That 'Fuck!, you look just like my childhood crush!' -

And then you jack-off while I act all shook -

As if I care - while playing with my lush.

My legs quake, eyes roll, "Wow. Come fuck me now!"

And pay me while you're at it - money cow.

"Your cock's so big!" - as long as I get paid.

"You're handsome!" - not enough to get you laid.

I mean, I do this shit all day. You think

You're special? Real world mental disconnect -

That I could love you - never once suspect

On you I wouldn't even waste a wink

If no enormous ocean in between

Outstretched my naked pussy on your screen.

A stream of sex chats crawling up my screen

From geeky nymphos begging for a swing

Or just a glimpse, “Oh, fuck! I’ve never seen

An ass so hot!” I feel the briefest sting

From knowing you’re the hundredth guy I’ve sold

Me to today. I stand and sigh and hold

My nipples while I hold inside a scream.

But, no. I’m not as tortured as I seem.

At least I’m nowhere near as fucked as you.

You people want me. You get high off me -

All wanton lust from everything you see.

But you? No one would ever pay to screw.

A million men would pay to see my breast.

I mean, I truly should feel kind of blessed.

Instead, each day feels less like I’m so blessed.

Each morning’s sun shines dimmer than the last.

The worst is that I can’t just say I’m stressed.

It’s more like haze around my life amassed.

I turn my head a second, whole days pass.

I bounce my tits and shake my hips and ass.

For cash, I shove a dildo here and there;

Then go to class with dirty messy hair.

I fight how much I want to walk away:

From school and psych and shaking ass on sites -

Give up the future and these crimson lights?

I count your tips stream in to have their say:

“The greatest tits and ass I’ve ever seen!”

Is what you say sincerely what you mean?

Your tips would prove you say the shit you mean.

Your tips are much appreciated too.

Until your shriveled dick is on my screen.

I mean, come on. That's...ewww. What's wrong with you?

My price just went way up because you made

Me feel so sick I need corrective aid.

I've got this other fan and he at least

His dick is big - it's huge. But yours decreased

My will to live or read your private note.

I might just need to call this stream a day

I've got some psych to study anyway.

And, plus, I feel some vomit in my throat

All right, boys, back the same time everyday

Til someone murders me, I fucking pray.