Call me the Cleric

Love underlying, control overlaid

Almost insane to tell it apart it was made to attain a false sense of security

Intelligently designed, though pure it may be at first sight, it purposely works its way into you - burdening everything in its abuse

"Myah! You must choose between the good and the bad, between your silly little fantasies and living a life that others have already had!"

Are you telling me not to explore?

To rest my two heads on a - loose headboard and let it abuse my petty caboose whore? In hopes of walking through a steadily loose door??

What do I want?

One day I feel like I wanna be with you

The next I don't