Fake no fronts...

Tell me what it is you feel of luv... Where have u been as it is irrelevant to compare the then n now of such... At some point you're gonna havta let go of what it is u allowed... So someone else can do show you where they've been as it doesn't mean shit bcuz they hold you safe n sound... Speak on what it is you believe like has the capabilities of... N simultaneously go with the movement it takes to open up to trust... You cannot go on bashing old luv'rs for it was your choice in characters that you're so fuckin attracted to... Finding the attachments more consuming to the repeated patterns clinging to the same ol lames you decide to roll with... Use your tongue on self n clean the mirror in which you cannot see yourself in as the so called individual wanting to be free... It's a mindset of maturity you fail to realize is the ultimate reward separating dreams from reality... Being able to control your emotions through your mind knowing you chose a life... A way in the direction a path lead you down that concurred your n claimed your time... All bcuz you were weak n figured someone else was worth putting first... Jus let it be known who had the option to choose the thoughts that wound up with you hurting others with words... The same way someone did you for how long as you went inward with the disbelief... Express the motions it took without pointing fingers at anyone else n you to will see your capabilities... Taste life in a different form in which you've been taught to need an other when in fact it is a fuckin want... N you'd do anything to have someone to hold on even if you leap into a fall flat on your face chasing down the absence of the hush...