It’s late in the evening,
I’m thinking of leaving,
but there’s nothing for me
out there beyond the dreams.
I like to be more than imaginary,
these feelings so real
I’m about to be real.
Have you seen my anatomy?
What words would you say
to describe the parts of my anatomy?
I’ve been given compliments,
nice dick and balls,
but here I’m alone.
I am no longer ashamed
of what’s down below
I can show you if you want,
you can play with it if you like
I’m over being down about myself.
In my honesty I might be graphic
but why not be honest with ourselves
and talk about how we feel.
I like sex but that’s not all there’s to me.
It’s late in the evening
and things are getting strange,
hiding what I mean
between the lines.
I want to share the times I’ve had
that still remain fresh in my memory.
I want to live it again
though it cannot be again.
Before I was so low,
hated everything about myself,
and those times I was wanted and desired for my dick
it made me feel somewhat better about myself.
If you think you know me you don’t,
I am many layers,
and not all of my layers are revealed
This is complicated,
but there’s a point to all of this:
I have a dick and I’m not ashamed of it anymore.
I was told so many other things
that made me doubt everything,
but now here I am.
If you have anything bad to say
about me or what I say
then I have something for you.
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