It Must Be
It must be nice to love someone and have it equally returned from that person,
I think I felt it once before but it was gone too fast to really be sure Im still hurting
Im tough to the core yet soft to touch Im sensitive in ways you may never dream of
I got a lot to say yet I barely speak much I hate finding something Im tempted to touch
Finding myself in circles in between worlds points made simple
sometimes I get fickle to enter my world all you need is a nickel
I cant give all of me on my heart there is a gate and you need 3 keys
I been wishing on a star lately
but all I get is fake I need tangible reliable something far from the bull with a lot of cake
everybody say they 100 but none of them real for real Im truly gon need me something I can feel
I love being loved in more ways than one
I get sad at times cuz I really want a son
some people may never marry or have children I may even be one of them
I like looking at a mean gangsta lean on the side profile stupid clean
turn a church girl into a fiend ladies man only a fool couldn't see
willingly going tho blindly and happy just to be
It must be trife..
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