I don’t know what I am doing
Screwing girls
I don’t know,
But it shows
Me in true light;
Whore Monger at best.
I choose confession
Carefully,
Coz’ it’s not
What you want to hear.
I bare consequences
Yet to unfold.
I know I have been dissolute,
A character trait
Fate gave me.
Was I mad, bad and dangerous to know?
Possibly.
Mixed up guy.
The world will reveal its self
To me.