Hooker

The girl around the corner her mind is always set
She sticks to her story as she smokes her cigarette
They question and obtain her and ask her why
Even though she has no solid alibi
She rests her head in chains behind the bars of time
A ticking memory of failures combined
She used her body to get her ways
Her feelings were there just a stray
The money she has only slows the time
The girl around the corner is losing her mind
She decomposes behind the bars
For loss of freedom yet
As she takes her last breath
She dreams of smoking her cigarette