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Talking about respect

Have completely tired of the words some people use
Either is a whore or pussy
Come up with something better if it should bite me
I can’t hear if you name me this more
Turning a blind eye if you try to hail me
You are not alone to disclose these weak words
The vocabulary stops working and raises his fist at
I so wished that you were a little better
No one dares to sit when you scold
But you talk of respect