Mind Over Matter

What am I doing, sitting here
Chasing a ghost on the ‘net
Why am I not out there
Chasing girls, in clubs & bars

What do I know of them
Those beings of beauty
What does it matter, really
That I have no experience

But it does matter to me
It consumes my entire being
What am I missing out on
Haunts my every step

My body is crying out
For some company
I cannot satisfy it’s urge
And it corrupts me

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