Gifted Curse
I don't know how not to live...
All that I got I give...
Survived all the broken things...
My heart and some promises
It's crazy... all the major effort was not for this...
Then who was it really for... a problem to not commit...
We spoke on a certain level... some feelings I auctioned off...
Decided on whether or not me telling who all involved....
Emotions on pause, issues I should have left...
I forget sometimes.. and I sometimes forget...
Who am I to protect a notion one sided as hell...
Kept in mind to propel... Suicide was on sale...
Tho contemplated I wasn't buying.... had life to excel...
Unorthodox, it seems if I misguided myself...
Then it was you, you, you, them, she and her...
And every moment spent I thought that I diminished the hurt...
From the fact the one I wanted didn't think it would work...
Started fishing for worth... But I was gifting a curse...
See Every time I write about someone that I may like...
Sutton happens... having them walking outta my life...
It could be me, could be them....could be something Celeste...
But that's cost every time I bring up feelings expressed...
So I don't talk about it... I flirt to cover the stress...
Of the women physique, thinking it's always about the sex...
Instead proving prominence, cognitive thinking twice...
I'd rather write about it, Erase you outta my life...