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By ItsDanGuy Date: 2012 Jul 30 Comment on this Work [[2012.07.30.18.42.19976]] |
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Run away to familiarity. Jerks and assholes share their similarities. But I am not the same as those; The brainless dicks with instinctive lips. The washboard abs and chiseled chests who tally girls they've slept with You know the kind... The kind you fuck, suck, and pose for The kind you'll do all the dirty things for Until they abuse, use, then leave through your front door and toss what's left of you to the floor. Only to come right back for more. And you say... "Sure." And before you dare call me a hypocrite I'm more than happy to admit my shit. The difference here is what comes after; Is it a mistake? A pattern? or am I bursting with laughter? You see, I give a shit of what my actions do to you and the life you're after. Each time I've tried I've tried things different strike one, two, nine... One more round I'd be no different than the familiar asses that you have been with. But that's the point, I am different. I'm a guy, and sure, I've allowed myself to be led by penis But I utilize tools called thought and logic to restrain my lust enough to realize. The only thing I want for you is the very thing I can't provide... Happiness And as hard as I might try to bear it - grit my teeth and watch you live it. You refuse to find it on your own. You choose the familiar guys to bone barring yourself from truly living; blaming me for what you're doing... It's a sickness. But if that's the kind of guy you choose, then what's that say of me? I wont be. |