Dear sweetheart, wassup boo  Whatchu up to?  More club moves? I call her, no answer Her phone in the bag, she dancing Its four now, the clubs over I call her, but oh hold up Yall know what? ignore button Or the phone die, lets hope for it That damier bag I bought her Caught the attention of those niggas on it That cellphone that I bought Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers So it leaves me to wonder Why do I still promise to love her? Cut me off every time I’m talking Which means she ain’t never hear nothing I say “stay”, she wanna leave She get her point across so I gotta let her be Ima let her be by herself in peace But five years from now I bet she see When the club gets played The things you crave are no longer escapes And no longing for dates you want a husband, but no one has a cape Now you wondering “wait” And I aint trying to hear what you wanting to say It feels good to be over you, babe So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate play this shit while you contemplate

Them people, they talking Them lights, they on me This life I chose But I aint know, til I found it To be honest, I’m modest One hater for every nigga on it One day everybody is applauding The next day you is everybody target Why bother? why talk to em? Where God at? I need to call Him My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don’t let me break, please make me stronger How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix With courtney love and late washington With a note there and I’m thinking of reading This aint her, chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark Feel the size of a fellas …? & low Apollo theater I might just not go Franky lymon the lime light gets old Cold so in a while I’m schitzo I cant cope, I cant think I cant breathe, this aint me This aint easy, I’m thinking Am I doing this for them or me? I cant think, am I doing this for them or me?

i wish one ddayy you could over hear how i talk about you. how much pain youve caused me. how our relationship has gone up in flames the got taped together and going up in flames again. maybe then youd see how I REALLY FEEL and how hurt i am. and why im hurt. i know i did my fare share of trouble making in the relationship and i own upto it. thats why theres communication. something you need to learn how to do is communicate with me more.

my first love is slipping through my fingertips. weve been through so much and i dont want to give up but everytime the going gets tough you give up. im so tired of everything but no matter what happens i cant let go and it hurts me so much. i try and explain hpw im feeling why i think we should just stop all of this and pick up where we left off butttt its not gonna happen. im tired of everyone being in our business i just want to be happy with YOU but no matter what something or someone always gets in the way. you may think this whole “talking” thing is helping but really its hurting ten times worse. i dont get to see you anymore either. how can you go from seeing someone everyday and telling them you love them and kissing eachother no matter how mad you got to hardly ever speaking or hangingout. guess everyone got their wish.