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