As quick as the tongue can be too tell someone to fuck the fuck off. Laughs rise from a chuckle thinking the shits funny as they consistently chase luv. Claiming to have a need for a friend they haven't met. Birds on both hands find humor in the attachment flung from the chest. As the digging isn't for just anyone to shovel the depths from within. Funny is the character believing I'm the same ol go along with their endless fake grin. Oh the stories that rack up are plenty in full of something to learn from. N to watch em try to get away from what the dark cannot see is a sight I can as beat on the drum. Pounding inches into the mind that switched up on the release ranting more. But yet, intent isn't too hurt but to one by one see if they have it in them to expose their true core. With a decision to flip the switch on or off. I'm not shy for either way to adjust to the makings of like prior to luv. In a info needed scenario where time tells which wave to swim. I'm not for the fuckery of the same ol bs in which ever other hopeless romantic lives. I'm as fast as they come with the turning off a cheek bcuz I can't do the fake smiles. That aimed in my direction to change my mindset instead of relating to who it is I am worth the while. Like lighting I redirect my presence into the unknown once truths are known. I'm not a player but I realist that insists on the good life just wanting to go home. I'll dismiss any n all that demand me to be anything less than who it is I've come to know. Bcuz of it's too be I'd rather be totally fuckin alone. Although it's the affection I crave that never comes with what I need to open up. Too be is to live n see where days wind up never trying to purposely cause pain to another's rush. Due to I get the the be reasonings that are tucked behind me the lip wanting to speak out loud. Attempting to get to me somehow as I'm one step ahead of the malarkey holding my ground. I'm no fool to the game even though I'm willing to witness someone come along n spark a crave. As I awaken to the pulse of middle fingers lowering to the realization of a purpose to commit to a friendly face. I'm nothing special but I have me n that's all I know. Until the ease comes along to loosen up the details I protect from the desperation of hope. I'm a lil more with it than to give in to the basics of another not knowing ones own worth. I'm on some other shit that's evolved from the every other goof losing the fight bcuz the heart cannot think before it begins to sputter n spurt. One step ahead n laying back I'm not wanting to be seen for there's too many eyes lurking about. With a giggle that disrupts a vibe demanding to sync with my own melody to create a sound. N as it would be nice to find a rhythm with someone genuine I cannot resist, I feel I'm on my own. Awaiting the moment where when the turning of the away isn't a possibility slowed.
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