Feeble-Minded

Don’t call me bad when you want me to do better Don’t tear me down and expect me to feel better I can do that all by myself I can do bad all by myself

Never knew I had so much inside How little I must think of myself I thought you were a mistake I thought I was a mistake I know it’s not wise to wallow in self-pity I know the best you can be is the Best version of yourself But it’s easier said than done. All I wanted was to be happy But I guess I didn’t know how I wanted to be free-spirited and Not looked down on as stupid I wanted to give so much love

The intimacy of your touch, of how your fingers makes me feel sends me to the 7th heaven! It drains the life from me but makes me feel human. Maybe yesterday, Maybe tomorrow, Maybe today! My secrets and fantasies gets sharpened by the day. I want to wrap you in my arms, I want to shower you with Tender Love and Care It’s not a crime to be a chop life gang! Oh! The inexpressible comfort we get when we write orgasm literally!

You show up, But then you don’t show up. You tried to make it all go away But it still sticks like a scar You tried to be a new you But who cares You lead a new you not regarding any of it all Still, who cares! I am…