I'm so used to doing everything alone, never feel like I'm supposed to
when home, I just wanna run away, I'm pretty damn afraid, no one around
here really knows me, takes time to find their own wants and needs,
misunderstand reciprocity and intimacy, I'm seriously questioning
intelligence and literacy, how else can I say or spell it out, I'm about
to say fuck polite political correctness explode throw down and bout,
god gave us two eyes ears and a mouth, learn to use them please,
instead of being an unavailable tease, holding that retractable bait, u
ignorant selfish narcisistic ingrate, ur rejected love turns to spite
and hate, bravo's next reality tv show stars JC in an entertaining rap
gladiator game, problem is tho this joe doesnt want fortune or fame,
people enjoy watching others squirm and suffer in pain, everybodys
superficial and vein, full of catholic guilt and ridiculously
judgmental, play god like house pirched high on their self righteously
entitled pedastal, I'm starting to get the impression, being human is a
blessing, experiencing constant conflict and testing, a mix of
discipline pleasure tickling and caressing, my fetishes are like
chastity and the lack of release is perpetuating a depression, the
universe's harsh lessons, are causing insecurity and resentment, got me
wondering pondering and questioning, maybe this is all just one big
metaphorical bdsm session!
Peace and 1,
Joe Consious
(9/28/14)
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