Here I am writing again
With this paper and pen
Instead of kissin
One of these beautiful women
I am somehow always missin
On a prime opportunity
I am no Fibonacci
So much for potentiality
To be able to see
If someone could possibly
Something be
Something that turns into positivity
But instead
I am left with what's in my head
I am writing alone
No ones fault but my own
But let it be known
I went on a date
And it was absolutely great
Hesitate
Leave it to fate
I must again wait
The very next day
Not ready to date is what she did say
So I have learned to be patient
On a run I went
Mostly to vent
To let my emotions go
To get my blood to flow
Cause at the moment I really don't know
If things will ever work
A reason a smile is rare and I mostly smirk
