I cry glass tears that cut souls given them
glimpses into the pain that I feel
Causing crazy colors to bleed through mixed emotional states

I try to wipe the slate clean
I try not to hold what others have done to me against them
I try so hard but fail so many times

I’m not Jesus or even superman
Perfection does not reside in me

WHAT DO YOU REALLY WANT?

WHAT WOULD MAKE ME THE PERFECT MAN?

WHAT DO YOU NEED TO SEE IN ME TO MAKE YOU HAPPY?

I thought I was doing my best
I never called you a bitch or a Hoe
I never hit or disrespected you
I never tried to do anything but treat you like the
queen that you are

I just guess my best isn’t good enough

I can’t tell you how to feel about me
All I can do is continue being myself regardless of
how you or anyone else may feel about me

I honestly did Love you
But I know to you my Love has the same value as a penny with a hole in it
I guess my situation is just hopeless