A Virgin’s Tale


How does it feel?
Where does it go?
Those are two things I wanna know
Endless opportunities for me to see
Endless candidates who want to be with me
So why am I holding on strong
Is it's because I know it's wrong?
I've done bad things before
So why does this topic leave my heart so sore.
If I could I'd let it go, no consequence
But if I let it go would it all make sense
I'll still be lost and wanting to know
Why would I let such a precious thing go
Is my vagina precious or is it me?
In a society is that all you see?
A girl with her virginity has to be a prune
And a girl with baby life is ruin
But deep inside we're one in the same
Just two girls who had sex on the brain
Because I'm a virgin, and you've had quite a few
But my virginity doesn't make me any better than you.

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