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It's 3a.m.
and sleeps not here...again.
nobody that loves me to turn to
just thinking of things I could do
to insure and unsure future
that looks much bleaker,
then I'd ever imagined.
thought this time I had it.
negative thinkin playin with my mind
saying "girl your running out of time"
to make somethin, anything happen
is stability and love too much to be askin,
the one up above
to bring me true love
once and for all
caused mentally im raw
from attempts to find
my one of a kind,
king that makes me feel magical
cause a sisita is tired and fragile
trying to hide
whats hurtin inside
so no one can see behind the facade
I put up when the ask "whats up Rob?"
Loves come and gone
and yet still I'm alone
with not much to show for it
except nights just like this...
It's 3a.m.
and sleeps not here...again.