utterly butterly....

just a minute, just a second...

what happen to my piece of heaven

is it so bad to want,

is it so bad to gaunt

at the way you spread yourself so easily

as though you are utterly butterly....

you come to me, with a game plan

so you say, but then its like damn

what were you trying to say

in your own confusing way...

maybe i am just strung to high

sell myself short, please tell me why?

maybe i dont get all the jist

but believe me i can see through the mist

if you knew how i am

then you would know what i am

i am not sum star struck psycho bitch

trying to take ride on your magic stick

i got my home my stash my whip

i got the credit card and all dat shit

i need a friend, a man, not just a lover

cos if i want dat, i get it within the hour

my wish list is for someone

who wont hurt me or make me suffer

and keep me warm when i have no cover

i know that you are just a man

but hey i am just a woman

just like you

i got needs too

i got issues

and some times i reach for the tissues

i cry when i am in pain, sometimes in the rain

they say you dont see clowns cry

but hey thats a myth - not a lie

while the girls cry the boys lie...

i am not hating you or your game

just know you now and know your name

i wish you would just be straight with me

a step to me, the real way it should it be

stop bugging me out with random words

get straight to the point

dont go all around the world...

just talk straight with me b

thats all i ask of thee

or just leave me be.....