My name is......
My name is Monique. I'm just a girl who wishes she was free. Free to live beyond her wildest dreams.
Spread her wings and fly away from every thing that is hurting me. Away from all the pain and suffering. So I can find peace and accompany, harmony. Is it just me or can you see the tears in my eyes. They follow me like a shadow in the sea. Shimmy, Shimmy ,Shake, Shake... The pain just ain't leaving me. Pleasing me ain't the only way to my heart. You tell me things like you're looking at a chart. I'm sick of the lies. It's as if you choose to tear me apart. Don't tell me you love me if its not true. Who in the world means what you say, then treats me like you do? Tell me the truth. Do you love me for me or for only what you see? You claim you care, but half the time you act like you can bare being around me. When it comes to serious situations between you and me, occupations become you and he. Have I all of a sudden become a joke. You're steady sippin' on that coke, not realizing what you've done affects me hun. You seem amused. Hope you ain't assume that none of this bothers me. Did you forget, I'm hurting inside. Can you hang your humorous affairs to the side. Just for a minute while I take a ride. Hide... that's what I keep doing with my feelings. But I think its about time for some healing...........
Hold up son, I ain't done. I feel like I'm wreakin' this beat. From what I've been through, I know I can take the heat.
You continue to say that you're going to change. Yet I ain't seen no effort towards it. Keep wheelin' if that's how you feelin'. You ain't listen. Yeah, I'm still glisten. But that ain't no excuse for you missing it. Tried to explain the best way I can and instead you played me. That ain't the way to go hoe. Am I calling you a hoe? Oh no. Yo actions tell it all. Shhhh.... I ain't said nothing but a word. But since you ain't heard, maybe I should keep speaking, so you will start seeking what I'm preaching. " You can't get it through you head", you say. I've been and got it. You can't get it through your mind, body, and spirt that actions speak louder than words .You can say this and that.... but if you don't live up to it, how am I suppose to believe in that? Are you receiving that? Don't beat your self up. This is only a treat. I'm just trying to help you out, so you won't continue to go down south. Let me just put this to rest, until you can past this test and maybe, just maybe we can be the best.
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