Not sure why they eat
Stories I’ve prepared
Laid out on my palm to feed
Those who are not scared
Men think with their dick
Have you seen the size of that head?
It makes them despicably thick
Easy to get into bed
I want to shred them apart
and then the mask falls off
After fucking them hard
Unable to give any love
Only one sleeps under my skin
He inflates my callous heart
A guy I always welcome in
Which makes me doubt whether I’m smart
Nothing can stop the addiction
That eats away my brain
It feels like an infection
Not sure why I endure the pain.