i know her and she knows me,
a flower i could have loved to had but we were not exactly
one,
see The life she lives consumes her every breath she takes,
she told me that when she looked in the mirror, she saw herself as
invisible to
others,
as I could not pretend when I am with I, like she cant when she see's her
reflection,
but there is nothing wrong with what she's doing, coz when she was young
her mother taught her that life is a game,
I cant say what her father said coz when she was young, he was never
around,
she said he knows me so I guess am the one that does not remember him,
quickly fading memories of her and I playing mom and daddy in her backyard
yet i had no id,
though i remember footsteps and a huge shadow that appeared from behind me,
a thick voice that had been delivered with a couple of smacks, remember
when we were about to have sex before our first time, she reminded me,
i could not see his face or the years wiped it from my memory,
so its that guy, still dont remember him, but i wonder, does he remember
her,
so you can guess that we were young the last time he was around,
she had even stopped asking questions about him since everytime his name
comes up her mom would cry,
and i dont think she knows what he looks like since his pictures were burnt
before she was smart,
I don’t even know whether he is dead or alive, now her mother is not around
and in this world today the only person she can rely on is herself,
But I tried so hard to convince her that she has me, i am your family,
bitch i have known you all my life, don't i mean anything to you,
i am kinda like your brother, but i know her, she can recognize me as her
brother today,
but when problems arise she forgets whom I'm suppose to represent in her
life,
Because whenever she goes out, she puts on a mask, feels like after a
couple of years she forgot to take it off,
Because she has become the person she always pretended to be, though I
don’t blame her,
she's been hurt too many times to let it happen again, her mother use to
say rather them than me,
she had made it her motto, I dont think she can tell the difference between
right and wrong, even when she's wrong she makes it right and you'd agree,
the last conversation we had, created by our preheated by past events,
language separated us, this fuck you's you aint shit,
we scared each other with words that meant nothing but something in the
language we speak,
I speak six languages and if i never understood i wouldn't have cared,
but I know her plan is not to go around hurting everyone she meets,
especially not me,
it just happens that people are hurt while she tries to have fun,
I have learnt that no one owns anything, sure on pen and paper the name
could be yours, but when she smiles, men fall at my feet and everything
becomes hers,
we all make mistakes and if this is one is hers then it would be one she
would never regret,
so she put on this fake hair and make up to make the boys go wild, this is
just her physical mask to make her feel good,
but please don’t misunderstand her, am not saying she's insecure, but I am
saying she love the compliments, that oh baby you looking beautiful.
So she plays along, smile pops her chest out its obvious that no man can
resist her twins,
A little distraction for you to show her affection, it’s the perfect
attention that she's looking for,
tell you she inexperienced you think of her as the flower you’d love to
place in your garden, well they say man love bad bitches
but bad bitches don’t get married, but not the one's i know, so she’ll be a
good girl and get that ring on her finger,
knowing very well she could have let you have her but she’ll wait for the
fun of it, coz she knows how to make man fall in love,
everyone that knows her calls her the queen of hearts, coz she takes em and
breaks them.
i know there is no fun in what she thinks is best, she's just afraid to be
labeled like the rest. i could tell her that no one cares, maybe that could
end her life affairs.
So am the one to tell her, I track her and find her, I find her with the
man I thought was long laid to rest, big smile on her face she says do you
remember my father!
