"I should be over you,
Should know better
But it's ju$t not the case..." ♫ (siX, eighT, twElve...bRian mcKnight...)

Trying my hardest to let go
Denial has become my companion
As I try to get past these
Thoughts of you

"It ain't supposed to be this way..." ♫ (iT ain'T supposEd tO bE thiS waY...chaNte mooRe)

It shouldn't be this hard
You shouldn't affect me so easily
Because you mean nothing,
Absolutely nothing to me...
Well, you didn't...

"Questions cloud my head with why?" ♫ [aLoNe...maRque$ houstoN]

As I try to explain to myself
How he repulses me and intrigues me
How i dread the next time I'll see him
But anticipate it
As well...

"Cupid doesn't lie" ♫ {cuPid...112}

Therefore my denial of this
Will mean
Absolutely nothing
And as much as I say, "Eff, I hate him,"
I'm only lying to myself...

Then I think that
"I should be your girl" ♫ [youR girL...maRiaH caRey]
And then I realize how stupid
That would be
There is no way in hell
That that relationship would work...

"Baby I'm worth it,
I won't hurt it" ♫ [loVe in tHis cLub reMix...aVerY sTorm]

That's what you say...
But are you, really?
I doubt it...







"Should be over you, should know better, but that's just not the case," but babe, "It ain't supposed to be this way," "I should be your girl," but instead, "Questions cloud my head with why." And even though I'm hurting there are no, "Tears on my pillow as I cry," cuz hun, "I'm too fly to be depressed." Even though i shed no tears over you, "We can't be friends, cuz I'm still in love with you..."




my handle on life has bRokeN.
my world has begun to spin
ouT of contRoL...
dizzyingly gaining speed.
expectations [bind] me
and my fears of inadequacy hinder my [эѕсарє]

hidden behind these [expectations]
i masquerade
as something i am not
{mechanical.routines}
i move through every day
no variation
what a monotonous life...




Doubt infiltrates the heart

Breaking down walls of trust

Disbelief lives in her eyes

Skepticism resonates in every word.



Lack of trust

Causes their bond to weaken

Love that has been professed

Dwindles distinctly.



Miniscule grains of almost nothing

Has caused this union

To collapse

This love wasn't as tight knit as we'd once thought.



They yield to speculation

Letting gossip and over analysis

Crumble the last bit of mortar

That holds them together.



Another love lost

They've given up on one another

Their beautiful fortress

Has failed to be built.



3.O8.O8.





i shouldn't harbor

this animosity

but it annoys me

how easily the bullshit

falls from his lips.



and i know i shouldn't

harbor animosity

but i'm human

and am allowed to have feelings

correct?



so,

i wouldn't give a fuck

if he caught a fatal disease

and [croaked]

or if he got into another accident.

fuck him and his bullshit

i'mma let others deal with that

cuz i can't anymore.

fuck him.



i know i shouldn't

harbor animosity

but fuck it

I AM.







encased by an [unwalled] PЯ!S0N
chained by [expectation]
a [bondage] that is HAЯD to break
without the +*ƏNCuMBeЯMeNT*+
of [disappointment]
that wiLL be [heaped] upon my SHouLDeЯs…

[unchain] me
make me [free]
**pLeasE grant me my [liberty]
from the [burdens] of your bƏliƏfs
and what you [think] i shOULd be...


peace cries out to me
as hearts {bleed}

where do we go from here?
our world's falling into disrepair.
living life seems to be the hardest thing to do
when people are constantly trying to take from you
[refusing] to love you
live for you
be for you
give to you

times grow more difficult
as deception and commoness
poison minds
everyone's living life for a dime

we are getting sucked into that 'fast' life
the so called 'easy' life
when in all reality life becomes
harder
the 'easy' path is stricken
with trials greater than before

selfishness, greed
and pride
outweigh and drown out
the cry for [compassion]

failing to acknowledge calls for help
too tied up in
living for self and no one else
ignorance has become our comfort
and we've allowed ourselves to fall into a trap of carbon copies
living amongst carbon copies
hugging the block
with a blunt and a bottle in hand
common statistics
this is what we've become

when will this mold be broken?
who will stop this hurt?
who will answer our collective cry?
when will we be heard?