I want to believe him
cause I want to be with him
but the shrieks of my intuition
cannot be denied and insist that i listen
it’s a given and he should know
I’m not stupid just kinda slow
At determining friend from foe
I get confused and it shows
which is good for everyone except
me-cause i’m not anyone worth accepting
and i can feel him start to reject me
I recognize the vibes easily
is honesty still in use anywhere
The landscape of truth looks bleak, bare
barren as this love we share
as facades fade and float on the air
away without any care of being together
judging me on account of how I find pleasure
his only care is for us to be forgotten forever
But how can he let go of this forever
You sir are exceedingly more clever
than any riddle spoken by any fortuneteller
why does he deny his intent to sever
As he builds it up like architecture
getting soaked under perfect weather
he went hard only to go lesser
a man as synthetic as polyester
actin like he’s under a world of pressure
cause my love was real and I remember
giving him my heart not knowing he'd dismember
and tan it and wear it like leather
what’s left of it continues to fester
a ***** is a ***** regardless of gender