sometimes i feel like… somebodys watching me…
On the run
from a love
who just
didn’t love enough,
held against
a sliding scale
with competition
that just doesn’t add or equal up,
yet somehow
still not the winner
am I too late
or is this some sort of cover up,
can obsession
be enough
to outweigh
whats for certain to double up?
I’d hate
to sound bitter
conceded
but what the fuck?
did the mystery
reveal too much
that you’d
rather not even touch,
don’t let
the reputation
ruin what you’ve perceived
because that in it self is very tough,
not many
can partially understand
let alone
even keep up,
others from the past
didn’t/don’t have a spec of your spunk
thus
didn’t make the cut,
you flatter me
way beyond end
so im sure that couldn’t be why
yet still, I’m very stuck,
did the bitches
of girlfriends past
figure out
what I thought I subtlety snuck,
out by whispering
sweet nothings
in the open
social network hoes aren’t as dumb as I thunk,
all that I do
is a foot print
and I do want you
to gather them clues and add ’em up,
I can be making
references to all
or I can be
pointing to only one…
Here’s looking at you kid
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