Walkin down the strip
the world feels exciting.
Women shake their hips
and are ever inviting.
This is the world's playground
any normal person would enjoy
Bells ring, constant sound
Most addictive vices employ
Why do I feel out of place
am I strange or weird?
So much sin in a single space
addiction and lust...feared.
Tryin to fit in, be normal
happiness becomes hidden
Inside knows this as abominable
realization comes all of a sudden.
I am not "normal" I am unique
fun is not free, sin brings a fee
These actions I must self-critique
Clearly, Vegas ain't the place for me.
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