Poetry (skit)

Some ain't just willing to give their all

Maybe cause your too much

In the sense that your essence rivals the stars we see each night

Let them whisper, you ain't gotta cry baby

Let me be your pillow, ain't nobody seductive as me

Forever free, something I refuse to police

You hide your love, you don't want just anyone not worthy of it to be in reach

Strength ain't lifting, getting your body right it's carrying pain you ain't letting them see

You'll never be my past just a beautiful poetry