tell me, how come u keep goin for all the goofy ones.?. n why is it a real mo fo ain't on any interest to the way u luv.?. is it, u jus like the way a broken heart feels.?. is a physical attraction more than a friend could ever help u finally heal.?. always after the low life arrogant misfits filling a role changing the way u breathe... pretending to be exactly what u believe them to be... as ur eyes drip bcuz a type u chase isn't shit... n it's like u cannot set aside sexuality to get used to a different kinda twist... in true form... loosening to the use of words fading away with what once was ur norm... so speak of why u do it to yourself... drifting in n outta relations that give ur stability no fuckin help... jus to give it a go with yet another fucktard wasting ur time... claiming each one of them completes ur life... or is it ur jus as shallow as the fake taking up space in ur head confusing ur intellect.?. having no concept of what to actual expect... following the shade of shadows into the night to awaken hating the world... so in tuned with the abuse ur numb to ur own good as ur thoughts are in a whirl... stuck on the determination of what u think is gonna jus come along... unable to say where it is you've truly have gone wrong... as others haven't a chance to show u that u matter if ever... whatever...
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