Constructing A Man

They say a person's eyes can send a message,
And the look I've been getting from women
Has been the same for years.

Her eyes are texting me
Delicious and lustful messages
Removing bricks as I place them
From  the man that I'm constructing.

See I'm trying to be good
But the things that I want are very foul
They embarrass me as I express them.
They're in the foundation of the man that I'm constructing

I'm building a man
That will respect a woman
As much as he would like to f@#k her

Who will not be driven by his cock
To every slit between a woman's thighs
Who will show a woman how much shes really worth
And cleanse her off her insecurities

Its hard to construct such a man
When they tell you "you're slow and too soft"
You're scared of what you want
"dont worry honey I dont bite"

I have never seen a group of people
Who want to be hurt as bad as women
They turn us into monsters and cry when they are tired

I'm trying to construct a man
Not sure if he's even real