my body (poem) TW

i forgot to add this reminder on other poems and i'll be sure to do that in the future. 

a lot of my poems have content that may trigger others and i didn't remember that until now. i'm just warning you. 

if you ever come across a poem of mine, be sure to remember this. just in case you don't, i'll add a "TW" in each title from now on. i'll try my hardest not to forget. 

i'm sorry. 

all i see when in love are bodies 

and people like me because of my body 

a body i hate having been born into 

but as long as you love me, i'll love you too 

what humans refer to as "love" doesn't exist 

"lust" is at least in our nature 

i hate being lied to, so if anyone were to love me, they'd love to see my body 

a nice body is a blessing and a curse 

when i think about crying, i learn that lust hurts 

because to be in so many people's sexual view is truly weird 

and uncomfortable, but what else are they to do? 

they're only human after all, and they just can't control it, right?  

to see a child with a body like mine 

i'll only be loved if they see me nude 

i'll only be loved if i follow with what they do 

i'll only be loved if im pure and true 

i'll only be loved because of my body