When you leave your social media open
And you’re not around,
I sometimes close the page
But I sometimes take a peek.
I disapprove of myself
But I find myself justified
As I see the secrets you keep from me.
The conversations you have
The person you allow yourself to be
The fantasies that you live.
Although I must admit,
If I were a women with all that attention
With invitations from the most perverse
To the most romantic,
I would indulge myself from time to time
So as I disapprove myself,
I justify both you and me