Hope

You put yourself out there,

Wearing a skirt shorter than most would dare.

You flirt and dance with all the boys,

Playing these games like they are toys,

But how will they ever respect you,

If you don't respect yourself too. 

You don't realise just what you are worth,

You've been misguided since birth.

Someday someone will open your eyes,

They'll see past your breasts and thighs,

They'll introduce you to a better life,

You'll become a mother, a wife. 

Don't you see there's hope yet,

You don't deserve what you get.

Just look up and smile,

Things will be better in a little while.