oh i donno yet

Maybe too much masturbation
Maybe too much of love
Maybe too much of thinking
My head is aching
Anyways I see on my hand
Lines of worries on the mount of Venus
Which I never noticed
Where they there before
Or sprung all of a sudden
How can I erase them
Or shall I just discount it
My head is still aching
Maybe I’ll just put a balm
Oh I wish mummy was here
Or a loving hand which leave not me
Shall I put the balm?
No I don’t think balm is the answer