should be kicked back with a woman on my chest... yet i allowed others to half step... seems all the lil things only meant so much... n here i am sittin alone with avoid of luv... seems to be the houses in which i've lived neva became a home... as i wonder what life woulda been like if one would of stepped up n got at life n did somethin other than take my bone... it changed the way i think not havin the cars n the garage to slip them in to... materials lost their value in my own heart jus wantin to be put to use... faces shift shaped as emotion transferred the feelin from one to the next... but it was their choice to live a different type of life watchin my give what i had i my chest... i neva wanted to be jus another luv'r... it wasn't my intent for relations to switch positions as someone else over them hovers... but at least it isn't somewhere my hard earned life has build givin in to friendly foes... walls neva keep the same pics on the roll around the bend into come full circle as who they are now is truly known... playin with the honesty of what normal has become... i've drifted away on my own to recalculate the space in between the middle of opportunity waitin on some real luv... as the door to elsewhere will close for good as arms hold the rise of hard work diggin in... this is what i think of as others have let me down time n time again... knowin i had a choice that chose them to get with it... until the circumstances changed the situation neva to feel their tender lips... gone is everything lost some time ago... as it's not only me empty with a void on every level of afraid of smiles cloned...
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