The Honest Truth

The honest truth Sometimes I feel I ain't good enough for the type of man you are, My many flaws and imperfections are never ideal for the perfectionist you portray. I shy to show u my love cause of the feeling you're not here to stay, But only to pass by till you finds the one that’s perfect for u. I am a woman of word, Yet fertilising my roots is the lesson to submit to thy man Has he strength or weakness, For life or women. I look in your eyes and see no such love that my heart feels, No trust that my mind thinks, He says no words that my ears hear Nor hears the same words my mouth speaks. I love u, my heart seeks. The honest truth I see no man beyond him, No past behind him, no better in front. He makes me happy with no actions, presence fulfils, Smell and touch, senses made Or sense is made with every feeling in my body. He helps me forget all the pain, He’s compassion reigns in his own kingdom his Highness, Egotistical and rough, Blunt words and sharp tongue, Lose me in all of it and find the one that makes u feel the way u desire Cause the honest truth We could be fighting the same battle but I'm too weak win the war.