When you Stopped

when you stopped fitting the qualification
OF the prince charming you were to be
I realized my heart had been through a dislocation
OF mind and body within me

I didn't realized how apart we were
I could not see but then again I didn't care
Because once you stopped fitting the qualification
A change caused my heart to take on a new education

My problem is

I see the way you look at me
The way you are hypnotized by my hips
As they move from side to side
It's like a pendulum putting you under my control
I know my behind is like a drumroll
It's own marching bands
It has you hooked with your eyes
I have right there where I want
But here lies the problem
I am not my hips and behind
I am more since these are a part of me
I love the fact that I'm noticed
I hate the way you notice me
I am not a lady of the night
I am constantly judged
I wear the right clothes and still am not enough
I can go on about what I do, but it's what you do that hurts
You can change where your eyes focus
I just want to know that I can trust you