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Sometimes I think, what if I'm wrong. Everything nowadays seems like vanity even I have my days where I can't stand me, looking back on my life like daylight savings I still live with no regrets hell I can't save it, I'm inconsistent with women in the past I gave my all too, but I can't help myself its who I am and what I always do, but after so many failed attempts its got me thinking, wondering will I ever get the same in return so as I take a glimpse into the near future, what if what I'm asking for will never happen, we live in a world where everybody gives their all too hate don't give enough to love, single parent homes without children that miss out on kisses & hugs. So on the quest with what I'm searching for its got me wondering maybe I'm just impatient tired of waiting tired of giving and I don't get, tired of bending over backwards for love and the same im giving out I don't get I'm their addiction this all of me that I give is their next fix but I'm the one who got his emotions caught up in the mix I'm sick...but I can't help it but I'm also helpless to give love unconditionally so freely is a selfless act but when will it be my turn to get that same feeling back...