D-NILE

Staring at the mirror at this person who,

Has the same face as mine but she ain't,

Me...

She,

Carries her sorrow around in my vessel that once,

Was fine when it was mine but now its,

Hers and all her curves from time not

Served on maintaining her physique,

Discreet is how she keeps her lifestyle,

Hiding behind eyes that favor mine,

But look inside and see how,

She, fronts for her man, well, sometimes she does,

Gotta keep him satisfied, keep him occupied for

The duration of time that he spends with her,

Putting him first, job second, children, then her..

People pleasing, goin insane, swimming in pain,

She created just to keep him satisfied, occupied so,

He can say what a good girl she is and how she's taking care of his,

Kids and,

How she holds down  job and.." damn, look at her..."

Yeah, distraction by attraction brought about,

Disaster sprialing faster within the woman who possesses my body,

That she made hers, with all her curves cuz she eats unhealthy, diets often and

Gets no sleep, stressed about his,

Heart races in her chest as she's

Watching the clock, and she, waits to hear the engine in the driveway about 7 min.

8 minutes later, he's with someone else,

Or, sitting in the car texting, talking to that chick that's more interesting cuz she's,

The one who aint worth clickin over when you call, waitin..voice mail...

Its ok cuz, its all in her head,

As she lays in the bed, falls a "fake" sleep and listens for his car...

No he's at the store or talkin to a friend in counting minute number 10...

I'm sure he went to get gas then saw someone at the store, he'll be just a little bit more,

She trust him cause, he's sorry, again and, he really loves her...if he didn't, he wouldn't have his things there and, take her places and buy her things like, rings and shoes, that's right boo,

Is what that bitch called him too...

Now its bout half hour past and he aint there,

That muh'fucka chillin with a bitch, gotta get a quick one in, come home and in the shower he'll run,

as if his whole bodies on fire, liar

He don't love her, she just a coffee table discussion, bout how, they look cute and got cute kids and, made a good life for themeselves, and she's a good girl but, he's a cool dude, even though he's fuckin her and that 19 year old too...

All covered in pain, tourtured she remains trying to make sense of where she went wrong and how its come to this...

Wake the fuck up bitch, snap out of it girl, this shit is crazy and it feels disgusting to be trapped inside the heart of a woman who has a soul of a lion,

Nah, not ness, mutha fuckin lion with balls hangin, king of the jungel type shit,

Posted up in the grass daring a fool to come close..

I'm yellin inside, my throat is raw from my screams getting harder but,

You don't hear a damn thing i said...

Instead,

You wait fathfully for your owner, beg for attention then proceed to your corner, of his life

Waiting for that day when, he'll appriciate you in public, talk about you to his man and them,

and tell you how hes in love with you and your the only woman in the world who can satisfiy...

"look at the ass on that sista over there"...