This is what it’s for

I have created a demon that interprets all that girls say to me. 

He tells me with good reasoning, ‘bro she dissed you’ or ‘bro yea that means she gave you that much dawg shit yea you oughta be glad as hell’

But until I wrote it down it was never real

Now it is

God damn it’s empty without some music

He tells me my own reflection sucks

I need outside help in deciphering simple communication 

I have a loving family to help me survive

It’s suiting that my family uses Punjabi to talk and joke. I can understand it but not speak it back, just like my desires I can’t express them... they are never strong enough to act on and I just stay confused in my pimp mindness