There’s days when I wish I knew you better, days I could write down all of my emotions towards you in a simple love letter.
I wish I knew what you were thinking about, just to find out whether you really cared for me or if we weren’t on the same page because you had doubts.
The way you look at her, I wish I knew why because if I knew I’d do anything for you to look at me in that way, with that twinkle in your eye.
I wish I knew what you felt today because as the months go by your feelings seem to change.
If there is anything I could do to get my love through to you…I wish I knew-
Have I become your flavor of the week? Your second choice, have become second best? Have I hurt you in any way, or have done anything for you not to say a damn word to me?
I wish I knew before killing myself, if I was even worth it to somebody else.
I wish I knew why you couldn’t love me baby before killing myself, you never told me and I wish I knew.
-Butta Love, the provocative verbalist
