I’m Not A Digital Lover


I’m not a digital lover
Asking for hints of your new bra
I can’t compete with airbrushed lies
I’m an outcast; ignored with wounds still raw
Don’t mistake me for society’s goon
Not here to give you a complex or three
I’m not a troll to lure you into submission
I’m just a pirate looking to be free


You Can’t Handle My Romance


You can’t handle my romance

Oozing from every pore

I don’t look like much

An outcast marooned on the shore

I may be a hopeless case

When I’m caught up in how I feel

In tune with my sensitivity

I may not be perfect, but I’m real