I don't understand
I feel like I'm on a reality show
Fighting for his love
Willing to transpire to anything he want me too
Willing to do anything he want me to
Just to show him that my love is like no other
And he should pick me
He should give me his chain key to his heart and champagne
But, Now I'm tired
Tired of showing him that MY LOVE is unconditional
I wanna GO
Go back to where
who he kisses don't matter to me
And who he fuck all make sense
Sense to where he just another nigga and my heart don't scream from pain
I wanna make him history
Because if he truly love me is a mystery
Im not sure any more
If he loved me
he would know he don't have to look no further
He would feel that I'm all he need
And them other girls
Don't have non of his interest
So now I have to do what's best for me
It's best for me to walk out the door
Wipe my eyes,fight my tears
SO
he can keep his damn chain , key to his plastered ass heart and champagne

* i thought of this poem while watching For The Love Ray J