I’m A Bish Boy

When I write I always try to write about the different things in this world good and bad ( which is what my next post is going to be about) and sometimes that means I have to write about things I don’t even want to think about.

I just try to write about things that are everything in our lives whether they affect me or not, I try to see this world from every angle. That means I have to venture into territory that I would rather not think about. But there are people that have no choice in living in the places that I would rather not even think about, so excuse me if you don’t like the subject of my writing sometimes, but I have to touch on sad sometimes, because there are plenty of people that have to live it.

I wish I had a magic wand!

I’m A Bish Boy

I’m a picture in your mind
A beauty of kind
I’m a bish boy
I’m just your toy

The money I cost
Fulfills all your thoughts
You don’t care of the tears I cry
Every single night
Just a bish boy

I’m your bish boy
Your pleasuring toy
paying the price for
Selling my ass
Yea oooh
I’m a bish boy
Your pleasure toy
Acting out your joy

I didn’t ask for this face
I didn’t want this fate
I’m a bish boy
That you exploit

Time stands still
In the mirror of my life
My reflection says
That I only me
Can’t stand the thought
Of another night
What about your wife

I’m a bish boy
Only here for your joy
Do I make you happy
When you finish inside me
I’m a bish boy
Your pleasuring toy
Paying the price for
Selling my ass

Yea ooh ooh
I’m a bish boy
Your pleasure toy
And tonight I cry
That won’t affect your mind

Can you think of me
As a real boy or
Has the sick gone to deep
Am I your bish boy
Forever more
Ain’t no escape for me
To beautiful that’s true

Just a bish boy
Made to pleasure your dreams
That’s my life or
So it seems

Robert M Petrie ©

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