Psychological Grudge of Sex and Diamonds

Adoloscent confusion whirlwhind of innocence taken aback by the hindsight i have the life i lived and what i know now puberty feelings not knowing whats normal not knowing who or what is getting the best of you who to blame when you come unglued sexual addictions finaly clear i miss myself who i used to love dear the one i didnt want transformed into what i understood as an adult unhealthy, abusive, mean, something to fear that moment many caught in stuck in psychological psuedo science of your psychological music store guinea pig pure innocence turned into smut the cycle continues the need and desire to express oneself as an individual as an adult targeted the media blamed talk shown sex and diamonds even the rich in chains i might be craving my own identity of who i am going to become the confusion of a future that i might not be what i think i will be the fear of what if and that is the grudge we carry for soo long puberty and confusion nothing to do with attractions of what sexes you prefer the armslengthing of what your society is keeping underneath underneath the sex and diamonds of this sinking ship the one your on you never let on the cycle continues name calling lost friends lower self westeem searching for approval inbetween the sheets for this is adult hood this is aldultry love the sinner not the sin innocence held hostage who gets the blame you get the blame psychological grudge of sex and diamonds kings and queens under your thumb wont be long til the blind lead the blind and were onto something else craving approval the feeling within needing to be identified known as me i am not able to leave myself and i wont i will stand strong through this war of psychological anarchy til i set myself free i may not know the future of the adult i may become or the truth of everything in this world the knowledge of how many people on this boat licking their wounds by rubbing it in the same salts and hurting eachother equals nothing solved sex and diamonds of the media target of puberty babysitter of the media that never grew up to transform into the prince from the frog so back into the pond back into the pond psychological grudge of the masses we all victoms of sexual addicts craving to suppress our individuality cigarettes and drug abuse when all i wanted was to be me psychological grudge of sex and diamonds consumer of denying how unbelievable i be