For once, show me a real woman, a woman who understand the thoughts of a man, who understand thoughts of herself, a woman that dont get caught up in material things, designers and bling bling, whatever that means, but you dont seem to understand, comprehend, so focused on being a bad , so focused on opening your legs to get rich, you forgot that the beauty is inside yourself, but beside yelling for help, you see these television shows that tells lies to your vision
all you have to do is open your ears and listen, then and only then, you will witness, that a real woman is knowing thyself, but you so focused on this material that can be bought, what can you say about yourself, accepting the fact that men calling you a , which is a female dog, but you seem you cant wipe away the fogs, you are clogged by the atmosphere, then at night you shed tears, you confused, lost in the transfer of time, the past dont rewind but you still have time to outshine
you dont want to get left behind, but you dont want to believe the words of the truth, you rather settle for less, thats what the world is telling you, i know you, ive watched you, running from nothing but yourself, running from nothing but yourself, as i may repeat myself, you walking into mazes, you dont see the light at the end of the tunnel, you in this bubble in often into trouble, then you wondering wheres the love at, but how can you react when you dont love yourself, help
somebody testify with me, men dont want you, men dont want a women that just going to settle, men dont want a woman that is so empty inside that she settle for the dollar and not know how much she worth, you are searching but you dont know what to find, the thoughts are left behind, even if you trying to be your own self, you find its a crime, so you try to fit a image, trying to fit what you see, thing that what you think comes with popularity, please, its a disease that focused on timids mental
simple and lost, but you will pay a cost for love and its over priced