I’m the one who loves you oh so much.
The ones whose heart melts at your touch.
I’m the one who loves your love handles.
I’m the one who loves when you ramble.
I’m the one who loves all your flaws.
The one who wouldn’t judge you at all.
I love your laugh and your smile. I love your voice and love your style
But only if I could share, this love that’s truly there.
I don’t want fake so with my heart, don’t play.
I love you to the moon and back, I’m here to always stay
Because I’m the one.

Boom... Bang.
There he lays… There she stays all alone and cold.
She’s bad… He’s in a gang.
Where all the good things?
Cause all I hear is the bad’s that have been told.
Cuz all I hear is the wrong, slavery in my family they were sold,
But we’re just learning about the past, not doing anything to change it.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s permanent so we can’t rearrange it,
But why are we just learning about it, instead of learning from it.
We try to make a slight change, but then give up and it plummets.
I know I’m young, so I don’t know much about life,
But I feel like the way the world is it’s not going right.
Yeah, it’s a “New Year. New Me.” kinda feeling,
But in this way of life, I don’t know how we’re dealing.
With being in a world where so much is revealing,
So many are hurt, but yet there is nobody healing.
There was judging back in the day, I know, I shouldn't I say “back in the day” but I have to say that I was taught this way.
To look not only in your future but look back in the past,
But focus on your culture because you're black and you’re “Free at last”

I know I can be happy, I know that this can work because in the beginning I was happy and I loved you then.
In the end, we’ll be together and I’ll be happy once again, because baby, I could never lose you, it would be the death of me.
I feel so free with you, you let me be free, be the real me.
You opened my eyes to my problems and helped me be true.
The world isn’t anything to me if I don’t have you.
You see, I’d walk for miles just to see your pretty smile.
And I’d give up forever to hold you for awhile.
I’d do anything and give it all up to make you feel better.
As long as it ended in me having you forever.
When I’m with you I’m comforted and then I feel safe, but when I’m without you I honestly have no place.
You’ve always made me feel powerful, useful, and needed.
You always bring me up through the bad when I’m down and defeated,
But as my mind spins, I begin to think and what would you say?
Would you say you feel the same way I feel day after day?
I want you to stay, but I’m scared of what you will say because the hurt I have caused you in my mind will never go away.
You’ll always be my sunshine through the good and bad.
You’ll be my moon to light the darkness when I am sad.
As you are always there for me to save the day.
Whenever you feel alone know that I’m here to stay.

She said to me, “I feel like I’ve lost you.” because lately, I haven’t been there, I’m just fading away.
It’s like I went off the road that leads to nowhere, but I’m being fooled, thinking that one day I can reach ‘nowhere’ even though I’m already here.
You’ve lost me in the Jungle of Fear… Fear that I won’t get out of the Jungle so I hide away in a tree, never having the courage to leave.
Because I don’t want to be a memory that you think about in vain
I don’t want to fall into the box of your old heartbreaks and hurt
I don’t want you to fear trust in me, I don't want to cause you pain, I don’t want to be to blame when things are never the same.
You’ve changed. I’ve changed, but I am still stuck in this tree.
Waiting for you to set me free, but we are green people, we can’t just cut the tree down.
There was never a way down, but there was a way up.
You seem to fear the tree because there is not a safe way down and you climbed the tree before and was disappointed.
Will you be disappointed again or will we make it to the end?
Would it be better if I get out of the tree? Then can we be free?
Will you help me down to the ground?
Or let me fall?

It’s You because of your smile...
That makes me want to stay because you’re worth my while
It’s You because of your lips...
That collides with mine, and at that moment my heart does tricks
It’s You because of your eyes...
That makes me get lost in who you are because you’re the perfect prize
It’s You because of your hands…
As they intertwine perfectly with my mine and make my heart dance
It’s You, that’s true, it’s always been you. That’ll keep me going when I don’t want to.
It’s You because of your heart...
That makes mine skip a beat and my heart melts whenever you start to speak
It’s You because of your voice...
That makes me smile and feel comforted because you are always the best choice
It’s You because of your touch...
That makes me love being with you each oh so much
It’s You because of your Beauty...
That makes me think “I truly have to make her as happy as can be” it’s my duty
Yes, it’s you, that’s true, it’s always been you.

I was all alone, just me, just one
You see alone, alone has the word one and there is only one of me and only one of you
But what word means us and has the word two because I don’t want one alone, I want us the two
I have tried so hard to find the word because I want you, and I want us, and I want true, and I want two
How about the word Artwork? That has the word two
Does it work, because you are a work of art and I work hard to find our word with two
Trustworthy! That’s it, right? It has the word two, and I trust you, but do you trust me…? I don’t know
Paintwork… It has the word two, but it also has the word pain and then there is the word outwork
And I feel outworked, trying to find the word that has two, to prove to you, my love is true, and that’s all I want to do
But why isn’t there a word for two?

But I am clueless… because you have given me no clue on what to do and I feel worthless
But quotes and books tell me to be hopeful, but you aren’t here so hope is gone so how do I cope?
Because when you are gone, it feels so wrong, and I just don’t want to go on
And the pain goes on and on and on and on until I struggle to breathe and I choke
I choke on all this pain I’m been given because to them it’s just a joke
Because my mom is alive, my dad is alive, my sisters, my cousins, my family, they’re all alive
You see, to you, I haven't’ seen struggle, not like the others, my dad left me as a kid, but I still have my mother
My mom doesn’t know about the pain, none of my family knows about me being in this game of life, but not knowing how to play
But people have different sizes, types, and kinds of struggle because of our different perspective because I see a 3 and you see an E
I can see a stick in the grown and you can see a tree, I can see an S and you can see a snake, but that doesn’t mean my answers are fake
There are so many ways to interpret words, sayings, things, beings, the world,
Impossible says I’m possible, can’t, take away the “t” and says can
You see I go on and on about my pain and how I am one and alone and others don’t believe me
That doesn’t mean when I talk about this pain I have, it’s not true, but it is okay because you don’t want to deceive me
I will never give up because that one person I want to believe me, is you
I will forever try to find a word for us... two.

But I’m running, I’m running, I’m running down this lonely road… full of sorrow
I’m sprinting, I’m sprinting, I’m sprinting, trying to make it to tomorrow
But it feels like I may never make it to the end. Why do I feel so small, Small like an ant,
But I want to feel tall, strong, confident, hopeful, satisfied, alive
Words I don’t ever understand or feel because alive says live and I’m not living, yet I haven’t died, I have only survived, but I promise you I’ve really tried. But I’m so fried. I’m too tired… I’m just not wired… right. But I still right. That’s why I’m here tonight
Do I really need you to help me, like a friend or do I need more? Is that how I can face my fears and be strong for…  once in my life?
The feelings. The feelings I have inside, I just bottle -  up and really try to hide
This pain that’s running through my veins, it’s driving me insane
So tired of this game, But who is there to blame, because it’s not me!
No, I finally see it’s not me. Just wait and see. You’ll see. The true person I’m meant to be
That true person is who I am when I am with you, the comfort and love I get,
Before you came into my life I just wanted to quit, but I don’t know what love really is, but you say you love me, seems pretty legit.
Something I don’t get from my family tree, because with them I can’t branch out and be free
But how do I tell you this all without scaring you away, you say you will stay forever, but tomorrow is always a new day
What will stop me from telling you the wrong thing, or telling you too much to make you break, is it a mistake to give you all of me
You say we are one, but we are two, but then you go away, and what can I do, are we friends, best friends, lovers?
I don’t know, but when I am with you, it is like no other, but why do you go? Why do you tell me to stop talking about so much pain?
Why do you not know you are the reason for cleansing this pain through my cold blue veins?
You left. You stop talking to me. Not only did the floodgates open for the tears to keep flowing, but the pain came crashing too
How do you I truly make us two, why isn’t there a word for two?

Love.
I feel as if it’s just a word that rhymes with dove.
I have tried it so many times and though I am young, why can’t I love?
Why can’t I feel the real thing, the point of living is to live life and love, yet I can’t love.
I can only lust...
It's not ‘love at first sight’ it’s ‘lust at first sight’ with me.
Love’s definition is an intense feeling of deep affection,
To feel a deep romantic or ****** attachment to someone.
Lust’s definition is a very strong ****** desire for someone or something.
I love your body and how we move to our own rhythm, but it isn’t just ***.
I desire your heart and everything you have for me to love, or, no, lust.
It's something more, so hard to control, so hard to handle, so easy to be with you but is it love?

Lust.
It means to have a strong desire and attachment to something, someplace, or someone
Well, that is how I feel with you, so what does it mean?
When I am with you, the cliches just come flowing in
Because your eyes glitter like the stars we watch at night in silence.
Your smile glows like the sunrise, I want to watch as we grow old.
Your body runs smoothly like a slow song, OUR slow song.
It is as if the world told me that your beauty was too much for everyone else so you chose me.
I think I am falling in lust with you because when I lust, it is true.
So was I meant to just lust, or love you?
Should we be in lust forever, is that so bad?

I once heard a quote that said we fear rejection, we want affection.
It says we crave attention and dream of perfection.
When we are looking in the wrong dimension,
Because that dimension only goes in one direction.
But if you try something new with me we can end this temptation,
And we can start our new and special generation.
What we have is beyond anyone else’s imagination.
Take my hand and we can show an admiration in our own location.
We can go on a new road with our love, a clean slate.
Join me in our new location… Our true destination.

Is it Love or is it Lust when I give you my trust,
I tell you things that may scare you, but you always stay.
Is It Lust or is it Love when my emotions are unheard of,
I try to hide my pain from every person I see, but you saw the real me.
Is it Pain or is it Gain when you see my scars and I’m the one to blame,
I feel alone in my family tree, but you let me branch out and be free.
Is it Gain or is it Pain when you ask me to share my feelings with you,
There is always pain running through my veins, but you are what I’ve gained.
Is it Right or Is it Wrong when I tell you how I feel and the pain becomes real.
You don’t know how to feel or what to do, but you still say “I will always help you?”
Is it Wrong or is it Right when I put up a fight because I don’t want you to go,
I tell you the pain that’s unspoken and I’ve given you my trust token.
Is it meant, truly meant to be, you and I?
Are we truly meant to fly?