I got a lust for life...I got plans.../
its not exactly in the palm...of my hand...I'm just sayin'/
I know this sounds crazy to you..but please understand../
I'm honestly doing..the best..that I can.../
I think I'm making a mistake.../
How much more of this I can take?.../
Everything seemed so great, its../
Like all of my dreams have deflated/
I see myself growing old with you... /
But suddenly I feel myself growing cold with you.../
Don't bother me, I won't bother you...
Maybe this is something that we gotta do.../
Break up to make up../
I just need to say what.../
Exactly I want from you.../
And inside you know its true.../

Then on the other hand, I'm feelin everything about you /
And I wonder to myself how could I ever doubt you /
Self-conflicted, I don't need a witness to /
See i'd be so, so lost without you../
So what am I supposed to do? /
Honestly I don't know.../
Sometimes I want to talk, but instead/
We have to text, and sometimes the feelings don't show../
I know I'm an expert with my mask on /
But I do it so I don't have to blast on /
Anyone that can pressure my emotions /
And I guess I'm sayin that I'm really hopin.../

I guess I'm hoping she's the one for me /
I'm not used to happy endings in my stories /
Except for the ones I used to write, but I'm /
Writing this one in real life, so I gotta make /
Sure...that its right...for me...and its f**ked up because i/
Know...eventually...she's gonna see...this post and it sucks because.../
I could be overreacting.../
And I probably am..../
But I'm just tired of acting.../
Like I probably am, damn.../
Because suddenly I think that she's falling for me/
Way deeper than I can imagine.../
Funny because originally it was all me.../
But...that's what I wanted, see?.../

...but is it bad of me if /
I can't see the things she sees, honestly? /
...all of the details, I can't spot.../
And its racking my brain up, nonstop.../
because I used to see it.../
Now, sometimes, I can barely believe it.../
No way it can be, there's something /
Else, I think it may be something wrong with me.../
I'm turning away everything I love.../
Working away my sweat and blood.../
And tears at a job that I can't stand.../
Because I don't want to quit, it'll make me less a man /
I'm not myself...that much is obvious.../
But its only one person that can help me.../
But I don't know how she can.../
I guess I'll have to open up and see.../

All of this stuff doesn't even make sense to me.../
I hate the thoughts that assail me when I'm zoning.../
Maybe for once I should just worry about me.../
There's a double meaning when I say the word "peace"...

....watch as people take this out of context and overreact to this. Smh.