What the heck is wrong with me?
I am a beautiful black woman,
Working my way to the top.
Yet you hold this power over me.
Why do I allow you to control my life?
This is not how a relationship works;
Whatever the type of relationship we have is.
I know you've lied,
But I am turning a blind eye.
I want to believe that somewhere inside,
You still have feelings for me.
Sometimes I am so sure
Then something happens and I get scared.
everything I know and believe in
Is being threatened.
Why can't you just tell me how you really feel and stop playing these damn mind games?
