When you stare inside a mirror…do you know who you are?
If you’re closed minded to meet…you’ll only go so far.
So here I am…the question is where do I begin?
First off, I’m comfortable the way I wear my skin,
What I’d love to do is read your words and phrases through the pen.
If you agree with me, it’s safe to start relationships as friends
What I’ve done doesn’t matter. I was young, never judge, cause that was another chapter.
But I’ve budged, now a (Master) show me love…
Show it backwards
It’s a must… Not an actor. I adjust. I’m not looking for the lust,
Just the laughter.
What comes after…is a plus…I’m amongst such
Disaster and I need escape/
Somebody there to relieve the weight…food for thought we could both eat, then we leave the plate
One eye open in prison, I fall asleep awake
But if I read your letter, I feel my pain would alleviate.
You haven’t met one guy in the world worth your giving…
Well I think it’s time you found me on your search of prison.
Through your words I’ll listen then write you back fulfilling all of the blanks with the words you’re missin’.
So when you feel alone and need somebody else to speak to, write a letter
With your phone number, I will reach you!!!
P. S. I know it suggests that I smile…
I apologize but I need a reason to smile.