I am not who I thought I would be  

Burdened by morals of society

I “sinfully” desire sexual contact to eradicate my being

And is that wrong?

Craving the release of oxytocin

And the contracting of my inner being

I watch compilations in incognito mode

Ranging From Porn Hub to Kink

Pushing my body to the max to reach ecstasy

Never once questioning myself but questioning the community around me

Why is it okay for the male population to discuss their sexual desires?

Why is it frowned upon for females to do the same thing?

Can we not appreciate the male anatomy?

Can we not explore our own bodies?

Why is it taboo for one to do it but not the other?


This poem is about: 
Our world


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