Am I wrong to talk about someone else...
To you...
I feel pissed.
If you just knew how much i miss you...
I don't like rhyming...
because how will,
I describe this feeling...
I hate it,
when I have to ignore you,
because you are always on my mind.
Lately I've been thinking,
been thinking too much...
Are you my Zing...
The key to unlocking my happiness...
I'm not inlove...
I just love you my friend!
You say you know me,
and that I've changed...
Now I'm confused,
because I don't know you no more...
The key of confused-ness...
Am I being brutal to myself,
the fact that I'm scared to let:
You in...
You aint no thug,
no mother fucken wigga...
Just a calm gently nigga.
The fact that I don't care,
how I look,
because I always have your:
UNDIVIDED ATTENTION...
Too scared to take a chance...
I'm not ready for a leap of faith,
because I don't believe in fairytales...
No more...
Don't hate me,
because I do love you...
I just seem to be complicating things for myself.
When it comes to my emotions,
I'm always speechless.
Lately my attitude has been silent,
and I've always been turning to you.
I don't have the feeling of lust.
Don't you dare look at me and call me beautiful,
because I don't feel worth that.
Maybe you are my maybe...
Lord knows what that mean...
I'm not good with words,
because I always over think,
so go ahead and blink,
Happiness...
What If that's not what I want...
Then what?
