Everything To Lose

Ma, sit down... you're going to need to
Let me speak for a couple of minutes, let this thought process feed you
I can't help but to see you in your wonder
Everytime I look into your eyes they pull me six feet under
Because I know what this means to you

Hold on, I have a black to light & I need a little more focus

Everything we've been, has been
Not has been but has happened, and I don't want to classify you in doses
And I don't want to subject you to the masses of what has been
And I don't want to call this closure
Because I know what this could mean to you

Upon every inhale the words come easier, I need a tad more focus

Everything we haven't been is everything I didn't want to see
And that's a good thing, trust me
And you're a good woman, any man you obtain would be lucky
I am lucky, but the words I say next are the ones most touching
Because I know what this should mean to you

With every exhale I feel even more mistrusting

I don't like to quote other philosophers, but I'm growing into my father's path
And I can't help but to look down and laugh because my soul is two sizes bigger
And when I go to figure in everything that I could hope for in a woman
Your image is the one I'm overcome with
But this man has a disability when it comes to caring
Not that I don't care for you, just not a us -- is this becoming clear?
It scares me to think I could be messing up a chance
With my Wonder Woman but at a second glance
I see myself in the mirror and know I'm not built for a relationship
It seems like there's no chance in making it with the man in the mirror
I can't go on faking it
I don't want to be in a situation I can't control, and that's a problem I mistake love with
Because when I hit the ground, sometimes I don't want to relax
Just sit and think of how I should walk the next time I stand back
So when you read this, know I'm here I just need to be alone
With no attachments

Just my poems, my mind, and an ashtray for the blacks.