Skeptic Scared of Love

I may not feel the seed as it's planted, as a joyous lust envelops me. My rational mind is sent away on vacation, and my choice to question my own thoughts dissolves. A world of adverts and superstition, i must remain skeptical to avoid becoming one of the herd. Coming to terms with my growth, i resist any perceivable image of myself. No i don't need new clothes or a new haircut, i need someone who agrees that i don't and understands a deeper meaning. Darwin puts it all into perspective. Extroverts and the instinct to reproduce. Fashion. lust and protection: A Darwinian misfiring. Too much make-up, too little clothes. These girls are not for me.