Why does 

looking at her 

inspire this 

feeling 

in my mind 

between my thighs 

that i can't control 

trying to stop 

is too hard 

and i feel like 

im denying my  

heart  

mind 

a part that's vital 

for a consistent 

state of consciousness 

i can’t hate 

myself 

im too far gone 

in loving her 

and i don't

think a shovel

could dig me 

out