How to deal,
What to feel,
When to kneel,
How can I conceal,
I’m a sex addict,
Back four years ago I found this place on the internet I went I saw I liked I came back,
My mind was young and raw I never saw what I had seen that day so I came back this time no slack it was a full fledge attack on myself,
I was depressed and lonely, hmmm sounds kinda how I am now don’t it?
Anyways F it, whats it matter I tell my story to others only to hear a goodbye not a hello,
I knock on the tv waiting for those I love to come through and hug me and swallow all my pain, oh **** then it starts to rain,
Like being homeless my days are repetitive I can’t see rather be what it was that I did see,
My drives gone now alls I got is a hard drive full of porn I sworn I’d never get into,
Now I’m in it afraid cradled like a lab rat waiting to be exterminated,
But wait I’m just 18,
Or wait am I fifty with a 18 years of memory?
I wish I had a family…no I mean a real one,
Now I’m broken like a clock that stop ticking,
Now my lifes ticking just waiting for the day I lay to rest,
Would that be the best?
I dunno how is it I can’t see, T?
Anyway goodbye…till next time…hopefully then I can see.