Wannabe Loved (F*cked)

A midnight spontaneous rap-writing dedicated to the ones that look for love but still fuck around..

Photo by Mickael Gresset on Unsplash

Same place, same $hit, different post.

Different words, same you, still lost.

Got yourself, rollercoastering, helpless.

Can’t stop, won’t stop, must impress.

Vegan now, hashtag wow, girl relax.

Who are you, what you do, stay flex.

X2

You lie there, shirtless, reading novels, attracting danger.

You’re magnetic, thinklessly acting, you’re chaotic.

You walk that road, frozen, nipples shouting through you’re cotton robe.

You cross in red lights, not looking, drivers lose their sights.

You spit boys like I stick girls, you’re damn pro, in your face no’s, you still impress that I feel the yes but I don’t guess that you’re smartass like a princess, you’re charmful and I am doubtless, you’ve turned me fool, jumping in the pool, like in highschool but you’re out texting and play it cool…. I want to be sexying but what are you actually saying?

Your friends had tried to warn me, but you’re sexy and I have to see what it’s all going to be… you’re lucky and you’ve got me too horny.