Now its just like a woman,
To turn of the lights when you need them,
Close the door in my face,
Though I know that you live careless in Eden.

And its just like a master,
To pull the strings of a toy puppet,
To pull of a heist,
Taking my heart and twisting it onto a compass.

And its just like a monster,
To take away a sense of possibility,
No sanctity for life,
And love is dead as anything in the cold red sea.

I was told I would be safe when we put down our guns,
But it seems to me like we **** people before they can run,
Its a disaster,
If you oppose you are shunned,
We act like we're the masters,
But even children have only one,
And how dare you think,
That any of your emotions are worth more than a life.

Always love yourself,
Your beauty is undeniable,
I couldn't imagine anyone else,
I love you with love itself,
No physical thing is viable.

No matter your weight, (stay how you are)
No matter your height,  (stay how you are)
No matter what people say,  (stay how you are)
No matter who you are,   (be yourself)
Always love yourself.  (as you are)

Oh...you aren't happy with your gender? (DO NOT stay how you are)
NO NO NO,
Unacceptable you must change if you feel this way. (Be someone else)

You ask why I don't trust you,
Well why would I? Just because you want me to?
You slept with me on our first date, what bond of trust can be formed?
You never abstained,
You never denied yourself,
The quenching of desire is not a human right,
Nobody would buy a used *** doll,
So consider yourself blessed that I've given you myself,
Even with knowing what you've partaken in.

You are not a poet,
Just as I am not a poet,
But that does not mean we cannot write poetry,
Perhaps one day we will be named poets,
But just as we are not poets,
Whoever grants us that title also can't be a poet,
So all I can wish to do,
Is touch the hearts of my fellow title tossers.

You say you want change,
You even go to protests, you say,
But as I look at your body of work ,
All you have to say is,
"I wasn't the one who broke those windows",
You don't do anything, you just yell among other yells,
Get over yourself, you aren't anybody,
Do something, don't say something,
Mr. nobody from nowhere,
The martyrs blood is worth so much more that the screamers spit,
Or even the writers ink,
You don't know art,
You don't act,
You just assume your overheard opinion is worth enough for us to listen.

Please don't pretend you care,
About morals as if they always mattered,
You make a living of of vulgarity and one night stands,
And if not,
You at least support that life,
So why hold leaders to any morals shackles,
When you cut them of yourself before you could even walk?
Your high horse is a centaur.