maybe i'm me

[bez]

Hate myself for how I behave at times,
People get close but I push em away, not nice,
Don't know why I do it, guess I'm just stupid,
Cos I always regret it, next day, pathetic,
Never meant it, really, its happens so often,
I try to make up but the make up is runnin,
Off her face cos her tears replace,
Her smile which once was a warm embrace,
Now I feel dumb, an I don't know why,
I let them get close then I push them aside,
My insecurity, my personality,
Don't be mad at me, I'm immature beyond your reality,
Tragedy tale of my life unveiled,
Cos I try to be happy but the anger prevails,
I never seem to win, an I'm not a betting man,
But I feel I'm so good, but lose to a better man,
Hate my anger, my pain, it drives me insane,
When you try to sleep but see her face again,
And she smiles so lovely, want her to hug me, but can't grip,
Cos bez messed up, shit, like every relationship,
I try to be cool, happy, laughy laughy humor,
But hate that your not wit me, I can't stand the rumors,
That your dating another, oh brother here we go,
I want you to be my lover an I think you know,
So I gotta show you who the best is,
Apologize for bein aggressive,
Never want to be dismissive cos I'm always here,
A shoulder to cry on, a tear of fear,
I just need to be clear, I want you near my dear,
All I gotta do is close my eyes an I see her,
But I'm always the loser, they choose the next,
Guess I'm only good for a text, that's the bez,
But I just can't sweat it, plenty more fish,
But I can't swim the depths even though I wish,
Want to find her, hold her, kiss and show her,
A boy like me in this world, so rare,
Cos I care so much my emotion is well placed,
An I motion for devotion an I want to keep her safe,
But I'm a creep an I know it, that's why I write like a poet,
Cos my hearts in pieces but I won't say its broken,
Everything can be fixed, my life remixed,
I'll hold my hand out just to get her to feel this,
But its too late to apologize, my eyes water an flood,
Wish she'd call me, one day, lemme know its all good,
Imagine...

[QuietTruth]

Shit was dope. Now, I don't know how you'd want it to sound on a record, but that shit flowed like an early 90's hip hop track. That would sound hot on some Dinco D Charlie Brown type of thang, nice drop once again. I was feeling it homie!