I'M the Girl

I’m not your guy buddy, we don’t share the same verbiage Can’t you see, can’t you tell, don’t you see my body language Don’t you know the wall that is built talking about other women It kills the inner mojo vibe; the passion, the drive, the vision You might want to keep those thoughts inside you head How about ‘pretend,’ you only desire me, instead For intimacy, connection, desire and intensity to build The other women you lust after, is something you shield Self respecting women don’t tolerate such insecurity Don’t compete for attention, challenge or act unworthy I don’t want my aura, my spirit to be diffused, do you? I want to enjoy the experience with this one that is so new I can find some other tree to climb, where maturity is found Because I don’t need to hear things that bring me down Insecurity is like a huge waste, a vile poison, a cyst It needs to be removed for anything healthy to exist I’m not like others and neither are you We bask in growth and accept each others view Letting go of the past, we can spark each other higher But we must pretend only we exist, to light that fire Whether this ride lasts for a few steps, a block or a mile Why not play the ‘part,’ and make it more worthwhile The part is simple, only requires that you be real Ask questions, show interest and not be afraid to feel