We all look the same in the dark

No distinguishing features to see

But life would be easier this way, that’s on the mark

Leaving life with happier and glee...

Two go in, and one comes out

Nobody can hear you scream. Nobody can hear you shout.

But just wait a second, there’s no need to pout

Just trust me and come, aren’t you devout?...

“Let’s choose teams” my gym teacher shouts

Others cheer, while others begin to pout

For someone like me, getting picked never comes fast

I’m considered a loner, I’m always picked last...

If only this world had shown me a little more mercy

Perhaps then the devil would not give such a condescending curtsy

Through thick and then, and clear and murky

I still go through life with a smile, I prefer to be perky...

Diamonds are beautiful, but they are also strong

A shimmering beauty, sought after for so long

A diamond in the rough, on my what a find!

It is surely to heaven, in which I have climbed...

Did you hear?

No. About what?

WHAT? You SERIOUSLY didn’t hear?

I paused. Keeping my mouth shut

Did you seriously not already see what’s on the news?

I shook my head, dumbfounded, looking confused

Oh boy, oh boy….you sure are going to be shocked

I began to perspire as my jaw started to lock

I was frozen in time, I could not move one foot

Anxious and nervous, until in my hands the remote was put

...

I have to pick, which one do I enjoy more?

So much stimulation, vibrating me to my core

I can choose dominant and rough, a familiar body

Or I can choose a woman, fuck, this is a fun hobby

Will she pick me? The question runs through my mind

If not, then no worries, there’s still plenty of time

Tipsy from whiskey, but cock as hard as a Redwood tree

I’m fine watching them, even if she doesn’t pick m...

Life is like a sharp stick

Waiting to poke, impale, defend

It’s human nature, it’s what makes us tick

From the beginning until the very end...

A man can only take so much flattery

Maxxing out his social battery

But when friends are busy and time moves slow

The battery hits a point, permanently on low...

I grew up in a old, run-down coal mining town

It was nicknamed the dust bin of the East

The sun never shined. We all had permanent frowns

Something was missing. Nobody felt complete

Years went by through the dark and the grey

Nothing ever changed, to all of our dismay

But then something happened, my tears began to run

As light shined upon my skin, a small gift from the sun...