If you think that I do not bleed, I bleed.
I die also.
I am also a people, I am human, I am mortal.
I desire within me.
I am so.
I was drugged and a guy dirty and weird.
I walked in dark places, wrong.
Unless I could be.
I missed important things out there.
Lived with lies, the bad reputation, the women who took to bed only for sex.
I did not love anybody.
Alive today to tell my love and suffering.
And that's me horny.
Makes me fly.
It makes me be me.
