Whom should I tell this to

Who will understand?

I want to see myself differently

than others fail to match,

I want some scars on my body

That talk stories to me all night

They will add beauty to my glory

like pearls in a dark night

Oh how I crave them

Oh how I yearn,

They should've been made legal

So that I could enjoy every touch

I want them, I need them

Like oxygen underwater

They speak to me in many languages

and I often listen

Just doesn't know if responding would be bitter

Just a little on my waist

and a cute one on my back

I know people will judge me

but fuck them and their hearts

This craving I have will never overpower me

It just calls me to sleep in its arms

Temptation is powerful

And so is restraint, I've built a reputation

That is yet to be explained

Part of me wants to surrender

and sleep till the sky meets the land

Don't get me wrong I'm not suicidal

Just a little tired, because my desires are a little nasty

and the world is not ready to understand even half of it.