Kill or Be killed (8/14/92 / Pittsburgh)
Sex and a single girl
These are thing to fear.
This is what I'm feeling.
I have multiple pattners, yes,
I have a place to belong, yes,
And I have a new place to go everynight.
It's fun it's exiting and everyone wants to be me, but what a price I pay.
At least this is what I tell myself those girls are thinking,
At least this is what my jealous mind wants them to be feeling,
But, I still wonder about what it would be like to be them,
While I tell myself there's nothing to them.
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