Addiction
I adore women like men,
why am i so hard to please.
with this abundance of choice,
i still continue to tease.
I'll always settle with a man,
so are my urges just greed?
I am never satisfied,
so my fantasys i feed.
The touch of a women
sends me to my heights
but in the back of my mind,
there's a man in my sights.
Thats why i need to find love,
so i'm satisfied everyday.
Until this happens,
everyone is prey.
This addiction is hell,
while i am alone.
The weeks are to long,
In the twilight zone.
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