Los humanos perversos

Pervert D,
Pervert M,
Perverted B,
Pervert friend.

no one loves like me
and that is good,
the pureness of my love
is unmatched.

people are just perverts
or they hide behind layers
of artifice.

we have those images
of perversion,
you know,
the guy enjoying himself
on weird stuff
but it is deeper than that :
intentions and motives of actions.

D likes money,
M likes control,
B likes money and no emotions,
And friend is weed addict of flamboyant
darkness
so they put the blame on us, me and my God
because I am pure and clean,
so I am a scape goat,
the white shirt that needs
a dirt on it
because it hurts those eyes
made for perversion.

not necessarily naked people,
but the perversion and corruption
of their soul,
unable to feel a thing,
lowly competent,
not skilled and sincere enough,
just…