What I Do Best

Do not tell me when I can or cannot be depressed
A sly smile tells you nothing
But a record of my momentary act
All for you, the viewer

What does it mean when I masturbate on some rag
And toss it on top of a note from my mother

Is he a stronger man than I
I feel as a misfit feels
Of adulterous proportion
And she knows and she groans

Each hour is a grueling testament
To what point I cannot stand
Standing away in another state
Should a change be made to stay away for good?

It's just an act in my mind
A second guess
I guess it's what I do best
When there’s no one near

And I will hold you soon
Not long enough until
We're standing together in one state
And she knows and she moans

All night