Tender Grapes

Scrawling in my journal
"To hell with your dreams,
Young and impressionable,
A girl of eighteen. 

Propositioning me and
fucking me plenty
A virgin before
And now I was twenty. 

Chasing me around
With knife in hand
She was my sister
Who didn't give a damn

Calling a hotline
And lying to thee
The monologue convincing
The dare shocking me

Life can be funny
Black, wild, or cozy
It's anything but
Mauve colored and rosy