Ring, Ring, Ring, and I come a running. Do I really know you? Do
you know me? What is our relationship? Can you tell me the color of my eyes, my
birthday? More importantly, what is my name?
I have sex with you, but I‘m not your wife. I‘m just someone you call during the day or night. You take advantage of my low self-esteem, or the fact that I may be hurting or in need, with no father around to chastise me. I‘m just a booty call to you fulfilling your needs.
Oh I‘m not blaming you alone, I to share responsibility. Ring, Ring, Ring, and I come a running. What has happened to my self-respect and dignity? Jesus, what has happened to me? Open my eyes and help me see that I am more than just booty, some man‘s temporary, his momentary—not even special—just ordinary.
God you formed my inward parts and covered me in my mother‘s womb. I am fearfully and wonderfully made, and You numbered all my days. I am special to You. Please help me and girls like me see that we are more than just booty. We are women of promise, full of hopes and dreams. We are daughters of the most High God, daughters of purpose and destiny. And for the one who calls me, I ask you to restore his identity and help him to see that he too is a son of purpose and destiny.
I have sex with you, but I‘m not your wife. I‘m just someone you call during the day or night. You take advantage of my low self-esteem, or the fact that I may be hurting or in need, with no father around to chastise me. I‘m just a booty call to you fulfilling your needs.
Oh I‘m not blaming you alone, I to share responsibility. Ring, Ring, Ring, and I come a running. What has happened to my self-respect and dignity? Jesus, what has happened to me? Open my eyes and help me see that I am more than just booty, some man‘s temporary, his momentary—not even special—just ordinary.
God you formed my inward parts and covered me in my mother‘s womb. I am fearfully and wonderfully made, and You numbered all my days. I am special to You. Please help me and girls like me see that we are more than just booty. We are women of promise, full of hopes and dreams. We are daughters of the most High God, daughters of purpose and destiny. And for the one who calls me, I ask you to restore his identity and help him to see that he too is a son of purpose and destiny.
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