I'm tired feeling like there's nothing left of me... I jus want someone to turn to who gets the best of me... One who falls in luv with the reality n not the dream... As those wants feel so fucking much like endless needs... I wanna stop the writings of words that have no meanings... N do away with the heartbeat that can't seem to feel me breathing... To come back to life without ever losing them leaving... There's no point if they're gonna always wind up fleeing... N I'm over the selfishness of the more for less scenario... The need of the want can be one in the same thing if we're considered amigos... Friends with no end circling back towards smiles as if on a merry go... Goin around n around with the sounds of baring moans... I'm so over the term of luv that can never relate to the admittance of like... N the way it plays the part until it exits my life... Pretending to claim it all as everything within the hype... I feel a change to come so I too can enjoy the temptation of mine... Bringing me back from the dead man's walk that's left me so alone... I believe in a place I hear others call home... Where the walls talk of visions in frames capturing happiness full blown... N passion finds desires creating something worth the tongues tone... I'd jus like to fall in for once n never return... Bcuz what I've known n gotten used to did nothin but hurt... As my own sensitivities are never heard... Until it's ashes to ashes n dust burying me in the dirt...
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