The Story of A Gentlemen's Feelings:
YOU READ THE TRUTH TODAY (part1)
By Na'shon Kemp
At night when i unfold my dreams
like a woven quilt of memories
I look up to the sky and wonder why
Everybody has somebody except for me
Oh well I'll lay here in my king sized bed alone
And let these dreams be my queen
For only heaven knows the way
my mind from this lonely torture is being ripped apart
despite how my outside may seem
Every one asking me whose my girlfriend
do I have a girlfriend
These 10 inch nails are constantly
being hammered deeper into my brain
slowly penetrating my thought stream
It seems as if these people only live
to help drive me insane
Girls play games with my mind all the time
then banish me to a realm of the less sublime
I write my lines to try to escape from these lies
But my mind is trapped in this realm full of them
They friend me and get close but as I fall for them
they cut the chute
yet in my mind I can't
Get rid of them
Now I'm hopeless lifeless
Falling from heaven away from another angel
Time to try another angle and go for some roots
Instead of aiming high I'll aim low and dig my way to hell
Live my life in a low leveled booth
This way I can sell my soul for happiness
and my riches for a loyal queen
My seeds for some kisses
And my branches for some open love
After all I'm just looking for
some kisses and a hug as well as
A companion in which to love
Would've went to hell and back for you repeatedly
Literally not figuratively
Just to hold you again
But this new guy would got to hell
and find another and not come back for you
Literally not figuratively
Wouldn't call you again