Peninsula

May 23, 2014

Peninsula...

Peninsula or peninsulas

Turn me into private care

Make me a island of solitude and loneliness

cuz I got 1 love But that 1 love don't care

It's like me being raised to treat women right wasn't for shit...

It's just all in the air...

If I could tell her how I truly feel...

I believe her words of choice would be...

Never mind I don't care...

Love shared love gained all around me but me I'm plain...

I got the most to give but least girls want to receive...

But to me they come crying once they find they man did deceive...

Pain in pain out that's the way of life...

I guess I learned to roll with the punches...

Holding onto her voice it keeps me alive...

I want to live with her, with er I want to die...

Everything I write in my poems true emotions

my other statuses if angry emotions conveyed..

.just a lie...

With her I'd love to lye

In my bed with her I'd love to glide...

For in her bed I've stayed many nights

and in my mind many rejected moves I already tried...

I'm done I'm gonna go to cry...

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