in this world everything is so sexualised and all about sex sex , girls now dress in booty shorts trying to tempt you, nobody cares about feelings anymore, nobody says how was you’re day, it’s always about ‘’when can we hook up?” i feel so confused in this society, yesterday i wrote a poem in my diary about love, poetry is the only way i express myself, i’m proud to be a virgin you know why? bec i want to save it for the right person, if i ever meet that person, i don’t care about sex i’m not obsessed about it, people look at me weird when i say i’m a virgin, they laugh, i used to be so embarrassed and cry all night about it, but now i’m proud, yes i am a virgin like a delicate flower, when you look at a rose you don’t crush it, you admire it’s beauty, And walking in the moon light she laugh sometimes and sometimes she cries, love is a flower be patient and let it grow and blossom ,if you’re a virgin you are holy untouched and uncorrupted by this poisoning world , be proud, don’t give it away so easily you only get once chance, keep ur chaste and save it
pls virgins come out and be happy
pls virgins come out and be happy