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If I had 21 questions
If I had 21 questions, I swear I’d ask them
To figure out why you be actin the way you actin
But I have a feeling, an inkling that I already know
Not by your words, but your actions surely show
And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t aware
Cause I’m growing and changing, you stuck right there
And for everything I do, you don’t times two
Got me stepping out of me, questioning why I’m loving you
You can’t understand how I feel, what I’m going through
Nothing seems to matter, as long as you do you
Not to mention the shit you do when I come around
Got my constant smile replaced by a this shitty frown
And your boys think we cool, they think they know me
They just don’t know, co-stars in this horror story
My life is full and infested with frequent stress
And when I’m number 3, about this relationship I can care less
So If I had 21 questions I wouldn’t hesitate to speak
Even if I knew you won’t listen and it’d make me weak
But when it comes to this I’m strong and don’t give a fuck
My one question… when the hell you gonna grow up???
Robyn V. Evans
