Lost Identity

Belching loudly,
Screaming like an animal,
Acting out on my instinct,
Groaning for no reason,
Not asking for directions,
Sitting in my underwear,
All these actions are foreign to me,
Obeying rules,
Taking risks no longer tempts me,
Player no more,
No.1 whipped,
What have I become?
Where is the male bondage that I desperately search for?
For now this shackles of rules bind me,
No power or will to break me from this cycle of hell,
Primitive instinct no longer I dare to dream,
Too busy to be mama's little boy to care about being a man,
I am afraid to live my life,
What has been done to my life?
What have I let them do to me?

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