You Call Me A ***.

you call me a whore.
over and over again.
whore. whore. whore.
apparently, I am nothing but a worthless whore.
but then I laugh
because all you’re implying
is that I have a better sex life than you.
which is true.
because you’re mean and abusive
and hateful and angry.
someday my prince will come
and save me from being a whore
he will love me
like you never did
and I will be somewhere laughing
with sunshine in my hair
while you’ll be sitting in the corner
crying
just like I once did.
my story will be just like Cinderella’s.