The Curse Of Being Real

It's a curse to be so real
To have so many emotions to feel

For people tend to fall for honesty
For the girls who can be very derogatory

But chose to be slightly cleaner then the rest
Are always, for some reason, considered the best

A virgin is a very rare thing these days
Pretty girls rarely stay virgin, for boys wanna lay

Where no one has ever played before
For what is the allure of a cheap dime store whore?

People tend to always, seemingly, fall
For the virgin who seems to sexually know it all

How sad it is that friendly affection is always misread
As just a girl who only wants to be put to bed

Girls are nasty to girls and boys rarely make any since
but on the other side, there is true love, for which you must jump the fence

Some fall in love so that they're not alone
Others fall in love so that they can hide their bone

It's a curse to be a real person, girl or boy
For girls and boys alike, treat love like a new toy

Love is a cruel master of it all
Makes people go crazy, trip and fall

And when you find something that's real
It's really hard to simply not feel

Love only makes people just go crazy
Makes them loose their heads like a freshly popped daisy

I should know this, for I fall in love daily
and I go crazy with an air so very gaily

I love him and he loves me
What more could I want but my Baby?