I'm fooling myself
Its a museum my life, that life of mine
That life I find, so fake and unkind
I sit and rewind to find the place and time
When it corrupt my mind, when it shattered my spine
A dime, I try to be, its my mentality
My originality was suppose to serve as my reality
But my reality is really my fantasies
Everyday in the cool breeze you on top of me
You see, there I go again he is just my friend
Never neglects to defend the situation he's in
The competition is a trend, been happening since when
Since when, I first saw his face, I first shared his space
Now we walk at a pace, a bond that can't be erased
We try to hide it in case, someone tries to deface
Misplace, this whole situation and my infatuation
Is within every statement, his revelations
Of my emancipation and proclamations
Notations, in the back of my write but before my might
My reasons for my right, you are who I like
And maybe we just might...maybe we just might
Psych!, there I go again trying to pretend
That I can come in and take another's man
He is only my friend, recite that again
He is only my friend, he is only my stand
Gotta comprehend, he is not for me, not equipped for D
For he is to be a great human being
And me seeing that I am only for feeling
Its killing, better yet I'm revived the light in my life
Wants another as his wife so I deal with that strife
Quit operating on might, push on and fight
Right? So I lay in the arms of another, wishing for the other
Coveting trouble, realizing my struggle
Pep talks in the huddle, but late nights in the cuddle
Enjoying each other while my heart flutters
I utter, I'm only fooling my self, he wants someone else
And I'll be put on the shelf, and then pushed to the left
I'll be angry with self, should've went for the theft
I'm fooling myself!
I'm fooling myself!
I'm ruling myself!
Confusing myself!
For someone else.....
-DFitz
Write is Right
1 comments:
Is this the poem you wrote for Shelton???
By: Kevin T.
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