Sometimes the attitude is f*%# the world
Sometimes it's not a worry, hell it ain't mine
If it is...
It will come back to me
It's just a matter of time
What others do, ain't stressin me
If you ain't feeling me
Just let me be
If you ain't my Alpha
And I ain't your Queen
I don't hear you speak
Your moves don't move me
You can call me friend, buddy, your new best friend
But in reality, only a few will stick with me till the end...
Some will hate me for who I am
Hate on me and cop' my style
As I'm on to my new thang
You stuck on my OLD slang
Talking bout what "we used" to be
You are really boring me
While you yapping
My heart is daydreaming
about my Future
That somehow....excludes You
Sometimes it's the center of my attention
Others are lost...aint even mentioned
Sometimes it's my focus
When it is, it's greatly rewarded
One day it will be my world...
In time you too will behold
Sometimes I remember you
But going backwards is only for fools
Sometimes all I want to do is give...give...give...
Overall my attitude is....
I just want to live
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The Love Experiement
PoetryThe Love Experiment Poetry and short stories written from my heart and soul. --- These are my original works. Please notate my name and book if cited. Thanks
