Phwap
Master
Be it me
Who will come
For my ejection
Stress release
Becomes the monkey on my back
And the one that’s in the front
Is a needy hoggish mass
No need to turn you on
Pictures of what’s to come
Oh you’re my right hand
You make it evident
That I don’t need someone
To help unload my gun
Interpersonal relations hurt the soul
Albeit I would die
For someone by my side
But they would only go
So I stay in the shallows
Forever alone
