Complicated
Encouragement, to stand strong;
against the discouragement, of
doing wrong.
Trying to change, before its too late;
deranged, cause I'm staring in the
eyes of my fate.
I thought, I finally had it; I fought,
maybe its more than just a habit.
Could it be me, that's so screwed
up; not worried bout the enemy,
but by the Lord don't want to get
chewed up.
Once again, it's time to make a
crucial decision; D.T.R. with a close
friend, refusal to lead to removal of
this brutal incision.
Complications, left and right;
frustrations, day and night.
My heart screaming your name,
what if utters my brain; I'm older
now this love thing isn't a game, yet
situations repeating itself like stops
on a train.
Confusion, created by self; illusion,
bad for my heart or my health?
State of mind, half past crazy; point
in time, all or nothing can't be
shady.
My mouth saying no, but actions not
matching; i say whatever you want
goes, however you throwing balls
but I'm not catching.
You say its up to me, regardless
you'll be my friend; but truthfully, if
I can't be with you I can't see u
again...
(Note: DTR= Determine The
Relationship)
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Ieshaw Wright
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