here's one more post before I'm stationed in DC [3 days]...
i just wrote this poem at the top of my head..
Hangin On
as the sleep gathers in my eyes
the thoughts scatter through my mind
and i find myself believin
that this love bobbing and weavin
is okay
just as long as you stay
it's not that i got the wrong mindset
holding to you tight like a corset
i won't say i forced it
its. just.
hard to understand
why i'd even want you as a man
you never cared for me before
you seldom grasped my hand
and told me that you'd hold me
just because you can
never the one to defend me
i appreciate that you befriended me
but thats just not enough
don't know who i am nomore
just know that it's an empty me
i should set my standards higher than that
say that if he aint buying, he's wack
he treats me right, but yea, that's besides the fact...
if i can't get what i want from you emotionally
and hear that when you with your boys, you always boast 'bout me
my girls say dash for that cash, but don't give up no ass
he's nothin but a dog, send his ass to the trash
i try not to listen, cuz i know what's best for me
i got faith in us, i know he'll come around. they'll see.
S.A.E.
8-11-09
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