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Sometimes it's not loving them, it's loving yourself |
I love you, you are perfect, pretty, flawless, heartless yes you are worth it cook clean money getting machine admired respected by every one on your team quick to vanquish drama verbally mentally the foolish ones underestimating... get the physically not knowing that your delicate feature were mines underneath was a beast a killer a hustler born to grind you got them fooled dont you, lying eyes and smile you keep it real with me, making it all worth while you do it all for me, gave it all to me, trust you with my life i feel guilty as though ive stolen a good mans wife You stand up to men in ways that makes me feel weak you make cash, no effort I pretend I can compete your sex game is a challenge i can't please you as you do me I try my best i wasnt prepared for your badu as it seduced me You turned me straight, wait... what did i just say was it out loud? no then they would know i was once gay fucking girls with no feeling to fit in with my fam hid my life in the streets my real friends were my boyfriends damn until she came in yeah she was just another bitch i was gon fuck to mak my man jealous with but she tricked me she was a low key God fearing woman who saved herself trained herself just for that moment she kissed me something shot through my mind sparked a flame in my heart, she right then, was mines thats why i beat her ass shes not nosy shes smart the fear confuses her questioning herself as i hid in the dark i even made her fuck another man hoping i could shake her she made that look good too, the sadness in her eyes... i forgave her She'll do it all for me shes taming me i cant change her shes too real to her understanding to become a stranger so im the one whos fake. i breathe regret. my life a mistake she gone leave me, i can tell her the truth she'll never believe me (love become hate) she hates me already i keep fucking up i always find a way to mess up my luck knowing her she would accept me i cant accept myself I demand she stay 100 and i dont know myself |