Clothing and dress, Broken and Stressed
Both torn with confusion, not taking a No other solution
What’s the point to calm down then calm up, I get mad that feeling have no point
Reading the lines from a book, Will I give up what it has took?
Torn more than soul and flesh, stole some youth at its best
But now I’m fine, oh my, got real close to reminding my my mind was mad in the first place
Never take it bad, yet some people gotta suffer some more and other can be alone In her world
I guess all women need theres, but be prepared when something goes wrong, don’t fret, naw
No sweat but hey gues what, the only other reason where she is is now cuz she asked for it, yup
Even some of the internet can see that what we did to each other wasent fair at all cuz in this world we missed it , got some losses, dirty crosses
And yet I’m asking, do you still like me?