Many fall through the cracks of the heart to get in... As the mind seperates the differences in which I would live... Some come off as quite as others are straight to the point... As those that surround them create an atmosphere in which I have to decide is is worth the void... There's even those who tend to get ahead themselves as if they're still living with the motion of an ex that's long gone... Unable correct self as intent doesn't mean to treat me wrong... As there's been a few that's leaped from the edge bcuz I don't play with my emotions so freely... The think throwing the pussy at me will make me wanna open up to the attachments clinging to their own dreams... When mne move a bit slower due to its a friend I need the most... But telling the majority of them this makes them claim that have what it takes to keep me close... As conversations turn sexual the package doesn't always seem to have a fresk wanting to play... I'm not picky but damn I want someone in my level willing become something great... N if it isn't that they seem to feel they're better in ways of classification that turn my fuckin stomach... Or some about shit jumping from one goon to the next is jus as much... As I think, where are all the down azz females that have a well rounded way about themselves.?. Even in my time of hiding I've come to at the minimum talk to others jus wanting to be self... Yet it's the rejection that time then off when I know they're things I'm jus not comfortable with... As honestly will remain to be the only thing spoken n released from my lips...
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