Boys speach

I hate boys, not men not a boy by age but a boy by speach you speak about women with such disgusting sentiments you speak of the skin and tone of areas that should remain unknown you speak of her body in exruciating detail laugh with your friends say you love a woman but set eyes on another you look at them like a piece of meat you don't see a human behind those eyes you see someone to fill your desires a short term commitment that you can break any time then pretend like it was you who was shattered call her a hoe say she's dirty by the fingers that touched her but you fail to look down at your own soiled hands you clip the wings of an angel and call her a demon