Susan's Song (From Plastic)

Please do not imagine that any of the characters in this poem are underage in deference to the anal retentive editors at Literotica. This poem has been rejected twice for no good reason, which is reminding me why I have not posted at Lit for four years. It will probably be another four after this experience.

Really

I really want to know boy, what you’re really thinking of?
What are you really thinking, when I think we’re making love?
You always have your eyes closed. You never want to look at me.
What‘s it you’re really seeing? Where would you rather be?

I really want to know boy, is it really love we’re makin’?
Are we really both in love? Or are we both just really fakin’?

You always turn me over, so you don’t have to face me,
You always want to take me like a boy.
Is that all you ever want to do, to hurt me and disgrace me?
Why do you want to treat me like a toy?

I really want to know boy, is it really love we’re makin’?
Are we really both in love? Or are we both just really fakin’?

Am I nothing but a trophy, am I just another prize?
Just a thing for you to brag on when you’re talking with the guys?
You always say you love me but now I don’t believe you.
I always say I love you but now I want to leave you.

I really want to know boy, is it really love we’re makin’?
Are we really both in love? Or are we both just really fakin’?