/I know you're not single, but is that really important?/ I'm a bit compulsive and am in need of a supporter/ Presence is robust, enhances the night line/ And if life's a gameshow, you resemble a lifeline/ Make time seem a detail utterly minute/ Manipulate rhymes too, how could I not lie truths?/ Conjure a facade to make me seem more presentable/ Straighten up my face and liquidate a miracle/ Words are passe if describing the connection/ Two born out of depression & attention deficit confessions/ The irresistible force meeting the irrefutable complex/ Coupled with speed likings, menthol's, and bomb sex/Probably disregarded whatever the sign said/ For you are a bold phrase in a sea of fine print/ A harmonious voice plucking beauty of nothing/ Maybe I'm too forward but its moving me or something..../
/Conflicted interests, trying to feed our senses/
/I feel your tension, knock at your defenses/
/I see your smile, behind it something pensive/
/ But your two cents, I value more expensive/
/You speak to me in ways, that sickens me to the core/ It tears away at the very image of me, conflicts and so much more/ But to ignore it would be foolish, arrogant, and brutish/ A injustice to the kid inside that's lollipops and tulips/ Supposing you kiss me, but that ain't hip-hop/ That's more Chris Carrabaa, board shorts, and flip-flops/ Robert Smith and shit, make sure the wick is lit/ And in my depraved mind you more than benefit/ You're as scarred as I am, cynical, and untrusting/ And I'd love to see my heart as soon as your done dusting/ Glance at your wrists and know I have my own/ Thinking all life is as mundane as one of my poems/ Boxing up our trinkets, to try and cash them in later/ When we tire of playing the sucker and finally lose our flavor/ Finding the right note, only to bend and mutilate/ But for now I'ma smile until my tooth'll ache/
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