She leans against the rusty pole that dimly lights the street
Popping her gum and twirling her hair waiting for someone to meet
A vehicle rolls to a stop in front of her and invites her in
She accepts the invitation and travels to her place of business
She does her deed and picks up her cash
And returns to her rusty post looking for her next ride
A few more come and go and the cash is flowing
She starts to believe that she is making something of herself
What this little 16 year old girl doesn’t realize
She is exposed to life too soon
She has reduced herself to a product for sale
Never truly getting paid for what she does
