They only are there for the pics of
your naked body
Not to hear how your day went
Not to ask you if you're okay
And you question their love to their face
It is your fault you feel that way
And you need to apologize to them
Followed by a picture of your chest
Of course
You are there to please them
To satisfy their needs
Their desires
Of course
You are nothing with out them
No one could ever love like they love you
No one well ever want you
Of course
All throw out the day they ask
"hey babe send me another tit pick."
And when you try to refuse
It
"don't you love me"
"show me you love me"
"you don't really love me."
And when you finally get out.
You begin to wonder were they right
Will, you ever find love
True love
