I’m looking I’m looking
looking to have a mature conversation
I hope you ready
I’m sorry I made you wait
I guess you can say
I wasn’t ready
Now that I think about it
I keep running from myself
There’s a lot I don’t understand
But many things I had to recognize
Within myself I just don’t know anymore
I’m done pointing fingers
We hurt each other
Cause there’s two sides to a story
Two different point of views
Two different kind of hurt
But you triggered something
I chose to run
Didn’t know what to do
I have a fear of hurt
Circling back around
I’m reflecting on how I treated you
Gambling to get my attention
Seem like a game to you
Learning that wasn’t fair to you
I’m done pointing fingers
I wanna talk
Hear your side of the story
Rather you done or not
I’m not trying to do anything
Don’t know what to hope for
I just wanna talked
And express my thoughts
In a room that’s only made for us
Come on god
please help me Out
I thought I was Your son
You told me you’ll Always be there
Well I need you now
You see me standing beside a empty chair
I’m trying
Don’t know what to do
I’m just playing tricks out my ass
Guess you can say I’m a magician now
I’m just hoping they work
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