who is the real u.?.

lets say i drifted from a few things i know i do not do well with...

would u accept that i wasn't feeling the mood to deal with weaknesses once again.?.

if i were to wonder off bcuz i felt there's a different atmosphere calling for me...

i'd never intentionally wanna free myself from ur arms in which i land...

i jus know things change n truths surface from the thinking of not wanting to be known...

giving a twist to the attachment as a false state of connection to have someone close...

so by chance i wake up n redirect my mind elsewhere, could u see why if i told u.?.

relate to the reaction of true self in time to come jus wanting to go home...

there's situation some do not do well with if u can relate to honesty giving to use...

 types n kinds that link up don't always follow through to the noticing of a rare face...

uncovered to be seen in the sights of luv awakening to realize if it is even real...

it's possible to remain as self n live long enough so the end carries friends as a single name...

yet, who's to say the tide that floods won't pull from the shores due to the facts displayed.?.

showing dreams the reality concept of truly molding self into a raw individual wanting to live...

at no expense to any other but refusing to hold back for a change that could be the purpose walked...

as if it wouldn't hurt to step away on a decision to enjoy moments it takes to become of wits...

if one day i turned n told u i gotta go for i no longer feel at home...

do u think you'd pause n rethink the way u approach someone like me with a secured mind.?.

life isn't to be wasted on half hearts filling voids to have jus anyone...

nor force the issue of being someone we're not so the loss lingers as long as time can enjoy the ride...

coming into focus in the distance of days that have not occured as of yet...

if the friendship had a need to go looking for an other that fits to groove...

finding it unsettling to vibe the way relations must be able to go with the never ending flow...

will u stand as self so the choice is as clear as worth shown to the eyes as we move.?.

creating a visual to go on beneath the expression that at times can literally lie...

as tongues tend to repeat the same ol wordplay to accuse the other of not wanting the thrill gone...

we all have limits to survive in the best case scenario we can come up with until we get it right...

n i don't want something i cannot feel on a daily hearing the old familiar tunes that can't endure the loss...

in question is the answers of true intent if we weren't to be truthful..

making it so easily to release what forms with emotions touching their way through the nights craving to be alone...

carried as if a burden until sound is to speak up for it's not an option by ant means...

if we havta pretend to be as hidden away there's no exception to the rules that will forever be broke...