I’m as good as, I’m an animal.
Feel the oxytocin pulsing through my veins
and I wonder if you feel the same
Oh the world seemed so refined
And I wanted to be dignified
All the pressure to abstain
My heart’s pounding insane
Bet my blood’s all rushing from my brain
If it weren’t for STDs and pregnancy
And the standards of society
I would, I would.
I don’t want to be ashamed
Oh no, I don’t want to feel ashamed no more
to tell you
how I dream
who pulses the oxytocin rush.
I’m afraid if I’ll explain
Slut, slut, whore
Cunt
My body wants to promulgate the species
Ovulation orgasms
These hormones want to get me pregnant
But I say no.
And so I bleed.
All my girlfriends act so innocent.
Their crushes, their relationships
Sharing fantasies of
Watching movies, holding hands,
Kissing on the cheek.
On the lips
Not a breath more.
So refined.
And I smile, smile, sweet,
Kind of meek
When you touch me
My neurons release oxytocin
And my knees go weak.
I dizzy speak.
If you let me, I’m your animal.
--written by my amazing friend Cary!!!!
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