Many people wish for things they can't have like love, romance, and my woman. But am i the selfish one, or just being realistic. Faraway distance, past wishes. Hoping for the best but still can't predict what i'm missing. Putting others heart on the line think about what i'm missing. Not much you see cause i'm selfish. So selfish and insecure that a good woman thats so hard to find came by twice and i'm still blind. So hard to find my spot i feel, I feel like i lost alot. My heart is so tender like living in a blender so shaken and stirred that i'm scared to fall in love because my feeling might get hurt. Eyes are blurry , tears are falling on my bed. Thinking about this shit is making me mad. I can't believe eveything i hear, If i did i'll be lost in the world. Here i go again selfish me and here are my words.

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