What’s the point,
why bother,
some people make the situation so much harder,
it’s funny how the history y’all have,
doesn’t stop them from being snakes in the grass,
playing games long after the times y’all used to play games,
but the past seems to always creep up,
especially when you seem to have enough,
when you’re focused on you,
lies rise to the surface,
confused because you know they’re not true,
they walked out on you in a past life,
and now they want to be a part of your new one,
old flames tend to stay lit,
and old strings seem to come up
Just as everyone continues to gossip,
Please tell me what’s real,
I promise I’ll move accordingly,
Do you love as you claim you do,
The layers get murkier the deeper I peel,
Sometimes things are better off dead unfortunately