These men....
I have these men after me.
But not like they want to cherish me and love me and make me their wife.
It's more like they just want to try to get in deep and have fun for the night.  
Im trapped by my own beauty.  The gift and the curse.  
There's always one there waiting, each one keeps getting worse.
Im losing my vision and maybe even some of my worth.  
It's time to redefine the line and come out new like at birth.
Can't hold me down then don't come around cause I can stand on my own.  Im a Queen and there's only room for a true King on this throne.
I can't deal with the lies and constant heartbreak.
Might need a fence around my **** that reads,  "KEEP OUT ALL FAKES"
no time to waste, no ***** to give I realize it's not a race.
Just take my time, make sure im fine and I know I'll land in my place. Until then I'll just grin and politely ask for my SPACE.