Girl, I know how much you really want somebody, want somebody that don’t really need you. Girl, I know how much you really want somebody, want somebody that ain’t trying to keep you. You heard what I said, that could put you to bed, that ain’t tryna love you baby, just fuck you instead.
Don’t come with your lies, your sugar coated truths. Your whips of hope, bc reality is more than cold water on your face. What is wrong has endless options, while what is right is limited. Access denied, invalid, rejected and left to question the black hole surround why. Why ? on repeat with answers being throw from every direction. Nothing offering any affection. Hurting yourself with every second drenched in abandonment. As if your hypothesis was correct but for once in your life you desperately wanted to be wrong. Willing to sacrifice every ounce of self esteem searching for closure. A wound so deep the healing process takes longer than usual due to the fact every time the scab appears you reopening your wound digging deeper and getting caught up in hopelessness. Holding on to the shards of your dignity like the change in your pocket. But everyone knows loose change has no purpose. Eventually forgotten, misplaced or lost among other meaningless things. What is left but bitterness, scorn and scars clouding the sparkle that once resided in your smile and love in heart.
