Before I quit
I live for sex,
The feeling of being intimate with another is unexplainable,
I wake up to it on my mind,
i go to sleep satisfied by whoever i picked up from the bar,
releasing my tension,
Letting go of the days stress,
Taking all of my anger out while pleasing and hurting myself at the same time,
when im given it to him its like my therapy session,
i scream,
i cry,
i think,
i lose,
i love.
Do Right is what is expected of everybody,
but with so much sin in the world,
what is do right?
How do you know what is really right and what is really wrong?
I didnt wait till marriage to have sex,
Does that mean im going to hell,
or am i already there,
I dont know how to change my wrongs cause i dont know whats wrong or right,
I was born outve wed lock,
does that make my mother a hoe or my father the devil,
or are they sex addicts just like their offspring,
100X30 not 100 times 30 by 100 by 30,
Why do you multiply things,
sex is for multiplying but im gay soo there goes that theory,
Soo i shouldnt be having sex then,
I shouldnt be involved cause im doing it for all the wrong reasons,
im gay but if a girl was to undress herself in front of me i would fall into a state of mind that she can please me just like i can please her,
but im “Gay”,
I know who i am dont dont judge me for not discriminating with sex,
Dont kiss my lips unless i kiss you,
From my neck below is any mans territory,
But stay in your lane,
Please dont take advantage of me,
lay me down at night,
drug me of you will,
Just make sure i wake up in the morning in my own body
Cant fix my sins that are to far gone,
Sex is my downfall,
Its my drug,
Its my vodka in the morning,
my theme of life,
i dont want to be myself,
i want to be perfect,
but before i embark on my journey of perfection,
i got to go and take care of my addiction
