Poetry: Prostitute judging people

I’m sorry I didnt have to have sex
with numerous mento know my worth Got paid for your services but yet still insecure Got a reputation from a small townand still do the same stuff judging everybodies past Because your still damaged Fishing for compliments to feed your ego dont even know how to love yourself without somebody telling you are beautiful Although judge people for what u did yes mamm I thank ya kindly For allowing your words to be bitter sweet
All that track walking must hurt your feet
Degrading females on the internet So u feel valued as long as u have to compare Compete with who for what Numbers and miles on ur body says enough Sinners turn into saints pointing out flaws that every person has but doesn’t point to their raggedy rags