No faith in women...

A good man trapped in a bad boys image.
With a mind turned low on emotions constant leverage.
A teddy bear with a ticking bomb exploding within.
Different in ways of the odds speaking untold truths with a grin.
I for my own train of thought may not be ur sip of tea.
I'm not for jus anyone that can simply breathe.
A twist of pain inserted it's likeliness for my change.
Cashin me out n standin solo fiddlin with the tone of induvidual names.
Which one rolls more smoothly across my tongue?
As harmless as an empty six shooter smokin with a barrel on the run.
Click, click, click is like a cherished kiss.
Tastin the way tenderness feels upon my lips.
Knowin luv is suicidal eatin my words.
N not a once have I been heard.
As gentle as the breeze pushing up ur skirt.
Yes, I know my undyin worth.
Set aside outside the sea of possibilities laughin back.
N that is jus that.
I may jus be on the other end of what ur so fuckin use to.
Bustin a move.
In my own direction walkin from the mindset in which u sit.
What I am is nothing like that shit u continue to spit.
Leveled n crisp.
Catchin stares from a distance.
With a easy touch to soothe the connection of us.
Corrupted by my own existence in the life I hate to luv.
Wastin away in times spin the further it gets behind the need.
Makin the reality for which I fiend a damn near forgotten dream.
As a man loosened up I fade without a friend.
Mentally prepared that this is the way it ends.
Eyes seekin the reverse psychology of genders as candies twitch jus to let go.
Ur all unable to deliver what u claim as u continuously fold.
With untold stories set as chapters in a tale of the war on luv.
N bcuz of it I'm slowly goin numb.
As I miss the feel that neva truly said my fuckin name n meant it.
Simply smiling jus bcuz I can n will remain the same in my wits.
In n outta lanes pulling u-turns on one way streets.
Understandin I've been misunderstood as passion leaked.
Tippin hats n openin doors.
In true form.
Goin under the expression of walkin on my back.
A real man, with a real pasts.
A damn good man losin hope for limits go too far.
As patience set off alarms.
N said to be the greatest thing ever.
To realize the word no spoken isn't so clever.
Restless in wonder I jus linger.
For I do have two middle fingers.
Committed to risin to the occasion if necessary.
Meanin no harm for my peace within carin...