Whatever happened to us (People)
Every relationship gets thrown under the bus
All I could do is keep my mouth shut
But in my mind im thinking of what sexy bitch is next to fuck
Then I realize how shallow my gender has become
And how fucking every girl I say "I love" sticks out like a sore thumb
However I stare into her eyes
To see sorrow, pain, and deep lies
Some laugh it off
Some go to the next one
Me, I sit there and ask 21 questions
As if im playing a game with the next contestant
I think to myself,
"How could this be?
How can I be Stevie Wonder blind
But yet see problems of the world so easily?"
I too go into a cycle of pain and sorrow
In which I stole v-cards and hardly burrowed
Their mind
Soul
Heart
And happiness
And if class of success was based off living and learning
The majority of us would fail without yearning
Now I leave the house and take a walk
And on the way down all I hear is a girl talk
About how her man left her because she wanted to settle down
At this moment, I can see myself and other guys as clowns
Foolish
Childlike
Juvenile
The further I walk the more pain I observe
In the eyes of all females
We're just a sign on the corner (Stood up)
I cross the street of broken hearts to see
How love is suppose to be
A couple holding hands
For a second I couldn't understand
Then I noticed he was a real man
And I was still a boy
Playing girls like toys
I have alot to learn
But first things first
Respect is what i have to earn
My relationship is going to be hard
A weary journey I must overcome
But I will never turn down a challenge
The only problem is....
Can I manage?
We'll have to find out
I buy bliss chocolate, bear, and red roses
I walk back home and get ready for a date
To be honest i'm kind of nervous
Because she still has her guard up
So she can deny me like bad service
She walks in at the usual time
I greet her at the door and gave her a kiss
Then We have dinner converse
About how she is my everything and I will always put her first
Time is lost and everything stops
Then I noticed a spark of interest in her eyes
Maybe this isn't hard as it's supposed to be
Then I hear a lovely melody coming from infront of me
Her soul is singing to me through jazz
Saying she wants to be with me and not another piece of ass (Booty call)
I came back to reality
My heart drops to my feet
In my mind it's time to ask
Hopefully this goes as planned