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Why do I try


Why do I try(devilish endeavors)(I only make love)
By nsk 
Why do I try when its just futile to attempt to be...
Its like when I talk to u Yoda talk is all I speak...
Or rather...
Speak I Yoda talk is all I talk to u...
You can't understand it...
So fuck my knowledge and my comprehension...
You won't understand it...
Not trying to get with you but you have a way with words...
Persuasive is your onus...
Can't believe I'm on this...
I thought long and hard but it seems it was all for naught...
I came but didn't conquer...
But that's not the point see...

Why do I try when in the end I end up alone at night in my bed...
No remorse cuz I didn't get ahead...
Shit I need a new head this brain has all this knowledge but these hoes just want looks...
I'm not as hot or cute as the other guy but he won't treat you right...
His heads not in them books...
Baby there are absolute values you tend to over look...dam...
I'm out of minutes ain't payed my  phone bill...
But it don't matter she never tries to contact me...
It won't matter even if I pay my bill...
I get a headache from stressing if she's gonna bless me with a text...
I know she won't call...
But why oh why do I stress when I know if we climb together even as the friends I just want to be...
She's just gonna watch me fall...
Dam baby ur life is crazy no regard for a nigga at all...
Its like u don't care about caring so if the time came and I was dying you wouldn't answer my call...
But that's not all...

See I need to know...
If you know I like you but not enough to call it love...
I only like you enough to give u a hug...
Then why throw this fuck buddy shit at me...
I don't fuck honey I just make love...
So how could I make love with you if these feelings I feel aren't love...
I mean face it one of us will be fucking granted but say I feel in love with that pussy...
All so nice all so clean all so juicy...
Dam its tantalizing to my mind...
Bout to retrieve me from this here sublime...

But if I fell for that pussy I'd be trapped in a game of love and u only swimming after lustful material won't be able to satisfy my loving heart that just turned to lusting after female body parts...

I think I'll pass entrap and ensnare someone else in your devilish trap...

So still why do I try to talk to her when we both have two separate goals...
I mean yea we're both trying to fill some holes but these hole are different from each other...
Or at least that's what im told...
You want to fuck- that im incapable of doing because I only make love...
I want to patch- fix up my heart from all the bad love in my life...
But I mean they both still end with strife...
So I guess I can hold your hand and stay over for the night...
But don't worry the line between love and reality won't be blurred the whole night...

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this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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