Watch me, ooh we!, who's he?, chase me.. let the better man win, if you let him..and tell him that he's marked for death, I lose, loose, lost by score, I'm sore loser, so sorry, why I gotta be like that?, being me is enough so to speak, follow me!, a little glance is a chance, to enhance and advance, the romance tween us, we must rush and re-up what's lost on our own honeymoon leaving ****** tunes strictly for the kids, for it's the feelings we feel and the struggle that's real that stole our innocence.. and the timidness I hate, but even this would make me gasp.. well if peace is what I make it can I make it last?, or was I in the past?, feeling free at last, though I'm out of gas contemplating how to get out of what I been through, but it's been through, but the pains' here, but I can't fear, what I fought through, so with all due respect it'll cost you, such a loss that I knew might affect you too if I'm not careful..just know it's coming from the heart.. so if love be my rage let my rights be my wrongs..NOW YOU CAN'T SEE ME *******!