Food for my lust that I don't refuse,
even after so many mornings of feeling just so used.
It always seems so easy, then easier to regret,
maybe this time the guilt I won't forget.
Maybe it's how I fight this battle alone,
I need the Savior that I can call my own.
So many times I seem to break,
which only leads to more mistakes.
Passive in the day then active at night,
if only these hormones could disappear out of my sight.
And yes I'm the only one that's seeing it.
Cause as of now nobody's been reading this.
This is a warning, please be heeding this.
All true pleasure is worth more than this.
****, you've been my bully for too long.
You've been my pack of cigarettes and now you're gone.
And now I will no longer hide because of you
Cause now I realize my new strength, and it always true.