California is my home, Lady Gaga is my religion, Rihanna is my sex slave.
So, take a bite of my bad boy meat.
I grieve and dare not show my discontent;
I love, and yet am forced to seem to hate;
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant;
I seem stark mute, but inwardly do prate.
I am, and not; I freeze and yet am burned,
Since from myself another self I turned.
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