Don't you know I love you?
I told you to hold me so I can feel the warmth like being surrounded by a thousand sheep and I wouldn't say a peep but then you turn the tables and you walked away
I heard you say to me that I was just a user.
What do you want me to be? A shouter an abuser
I just want to be held sometimes is that to much to ask your poetry worked with me and our spirits was intertwined
I would always look and feel your soul enrich mines to the point of no return and I never wanted to give you up
I just wanted to love ya.
Hold ya.
Why won't you ever listen. All you do is stand there. Looking at me with your six eyes
I hate the way you would always be warm despite the coldest weather
I need you.
More than I ever thought I would
Its a cold world without you
WHY WON'T YOU TALK TO ME
I'M SWIMMING AND SPEWING IN MY OWN DOUBT AND DEPRESSION I'VE LEARNED MY LESSON I'LL NEVER HIT YOU NEVER SCREAM AT YOU NEVER EVER TRY TO HURT YOU OR TOSS YOU AWAY OR LOSE YOU THE WAY I DID/
I was a stupid fool.
And I would cry and cry at nights because I couldn't find you
I'd get sick to my stomach yo
My homies say let her go
I laugh and I told them no
They say if you love her go
I ran to the other side
And smile to hide pain inside
They told me you got elope
No wonder my rhymes are dope
You took me for a ride the way you would rock that other mans arm around your shoulder.
HE TREATS YOU BETTER THAN ME?
I would cut myself and bleed in my own existance and pitiful pain just to feel some kind of rain
I get down on my knees shouting and screaming for you to come outside
I'm in more pain then I'll ever admit
I'm sick
I'm cold
I'm hurt
I'm mad
Because...you've been stolen. And rocked like a carcass on some bum.
oh you know I'm gonna fight for you
But...you don't look like you want to be fought for.
This pain... I have to let you go now.
And find another one to hold...
I'm bold
And now people think that I'm crazy
Because I'm not talking about a lady.
Aint referring to no girl no female no male no...
Question ask and answer it who?
I'm talking about my jacket.
Hack it.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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