well i sit here...
once again... alot to be said
left the paper and pen alone...
spitten strait from the head...
things fall into place
alot better this way...
and with every single call
and text
and breath....
i think...
deeply think...
and not of little petty
childish things...
but things that take a lifetime...
to comprehend
take years of experience that leave you on your death bed thinkin
damn...this is wat that meant...
and yet...
nothin comes to me
and i beg god to give me understandin
maybe even a little sign of some sort...
alittle time to find out if i should just jump...
damn just wen i think i kno...
i'm right back to bein stumped..
and there's no one human being alive
who can honestly tell me they give a fuck...
cause wen it comes right down too god...
its... just you and me... its us
cause honestly...
i dont even think ole boy sees wat you see...
and damn i get so upset askin myself
does he mean,
wat he means
or tryin to see if its just truth in his eyes
or a mask just coverin a good lie...
and i swear,
im tired of these fuckin packs of lies,
and tryin to desifer whether
he's a good or bad guy...
damn...
it be hurtin
lookin back on my life...
a girl get to think maybe its something wrong wit her...
when she's cheated on every single time...
so excuse me if i have doubts...
and anytime we argue i cry...
maybe thats all i kno
maybe im really tryin...
i kno i kno
let go of the past...
cause im just pushin away other guys...
but i done heard that shit b4 too,
can you blame me fa commitin emotional suicide...
but im a just bring it down real quick...
settle down from lettin emotions fly...
im tryin to get a little better
so i aint tellin him goodbye...
but like i said the question i wont kno til i die...
is "does he really truely love me"...
or is he tellin me
another set of lies...
but its just a thought....