Love is pointless to the one who cant have who they want
Cried so much i break my own heart
Looking for love in so many hopeless places
Trying to define the void im always facing
The void of true love got my mind racing like
Do he love me or what he taking
Never gave it to him he claimed it
Claimed my body and my soul Stamped it
Big bold letters that simply state PROPERTY OF ****
Am i nothing more than your property
Do i not have a heart as well as curves
Do i not have a mind as well as body
Or am i just a body to you
If first impressions were based off the mind and not the body
We would go so much farther than bad bitches and trap queens
We would be women and queens
We would not worry ourselves with outer appearance and more on our souls appearance
Worry about what God would see and not about what man sees