Committed To What
Your promises don’t inspire me,
they seem insincere
Always floating, shifting commitments,
the details are artfully dodgy
Arranged in such a way,
they might as well be confirmed by a ghost
And those serpentine friends of yours
are snake whisperers
Subtle and sly ...
secretive as a spy
You and them seem to always
have a ready, set, good-to-go lie
With a burn notice prepared ...
stage exit right in the blink of an eye
Split second goodbye
You’re always acting like
Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Hyde
Feels like I’m loving two people at once,
and my mind’s gonna explode inside
Answer me this,
baby why am I still committed to us?
This is a love ride I can’t trust
I’m standing in the front,
and you’re sitting in the back of the bus
Separated by two affairs
with former lovers you never truly gave up
Separated by six degrees of lust
May I ask you this:
tell me, you are committed to what?
Your loose ways, I’ve just about had enough
Plus, letting your friends all the time
come between us
Seems they’re always trying to split us up
I thought you wanted to settle into one set of arms,
put your wild filly days behind you
Start life anew,
just me and you
kicking it
on a rendezvous for two
But it seems you still wanna be a ****
Sorry, I’m not committed to getting my heart separated,
time for me to make a clean cut
Hope I meet you later in life
when you got yourself together
Right now, you got too many
split personalities to love
I can’t commit to getting driven insane
by your Ms. Hyde schizophrenia
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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