My Real Husband.....

My wills and will not are not equal

Wondering what I want

Well here is where the truth will be told 

But having everything to hold

I'm sorry but with my cards I must fold

You see lately I've been struggling

Trying my best to be loving

But this world is still calling me

It likes the fact I'm hardcore

It's doesn't need sensitivity

It wants the blood that I have already shed

But I see now my wants have been put into submission

Taking what the world has been dishing 

What I want it really doesn't matter

My drive in life is dominant

There is no room for two prominents

You'll never understand how I yearn for another

Holding me when the world is holding me

Gracing me when the world faces me

This contest in life is comng to a end

Homie lover friend...I got enough of them

My reward is a husband

But my mind and the world even agrees

I have not earned my ring

I shake my head at myself daily 

Failing scares me

I hope you understand me

My partner for now is the world

At this point I can't be shared

But soon I will get a divorce 

I just hope my new husband will accept this widow

It's never about the success

It's always about what's required of me and you 

Trust, love, stability, and mainly direct contact

This is not far from reality

And yet it all looks like a fantasy

All I can ask is that you wait with me

But if you can't do understand 

Right now I am still married

And my husband still demand more from me