You use me as your sex machine and as a man,
I shouldn’t be complaining
I mean,
Who wouldn’t want a girl to ride them like a pogo stick and tell them she loves them while she’s doing it because obviously,
I don’t need love
Attention,
I don’t need someone to hug me and tell me that it’ll be ok and won’t force me to shed my personality and character to become someone new,
No!
I’m just your sex machine
I lack emotional regulation and I overcompensate in sex and even though you tell me you love me just the way that I am,
You don’t,
You love me for the things I give you and the sex I let you have and if I complain you’ll question my manhood and tell me how that’s sign of a gay man
All because I didn’t feel like having sex
I shouldn’t complain , right?
You tell me I could take you at any time but then you tell me all the guys you’ve been with had all taken advantage of you but when I try to be the gentleman that I am,
You get upset
You tell me I’m different and that you love me but you treat me the way those guys treated you and to be honest,
Our lives would be much easier if I’d just have sex with you but I get confused on what to do because sex isn’t always the answer to ever clue
But,
Who knew a man could turn down sex because all he wants is to feel like he matters?
You’ll call me by my name and you’ll give me the silent treatment and you’ll even go as far as to say that I treat you like a stepchild but if I start treating you like those other guys,
You’ll run home crying, saying that I never cared but I’m just giving you what you wanted
Can you see how this is confusing?
What the hell are we doing?
You’ll put the blame on me and tell me that I’m supposed to be the man in the relationship and I’m supposed to crave and desire you but then get mad because I have to work and can’t touch you all day
We could be homeless and you wouldn’t care as long as you have my touch
My sex
My body in the most intimate ways but that’s the only thing I’m good for being,
A sex machine

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