Curved

Curved, by any other word would still cut deep

I approached you, humble as a sheep

You decided that you did not want me

Time after time I put my hat in the race

Only to find out I have come in second place

Lust at first sight is a hell of a thing

Unless it manifest into an aisle walk and wedding ring

I guess we will never know because the chance is gone

My terrible infatuation with yellow bones

I’m still on the throne, a juice king I will forever be

I just have to accept you are the one who got away from me

We have been guided in different directions

Who knows, that curve may have been my protection

From baby mama drama and deep depression

Lace front wigs and indigestion

I will remain in my seated section

Because a curve means you took the chance

You saw something you wanted from a slight glance

The type of love you need will come around

There will always be a Brandy type that wants to be down

Be ready for it and if it is not genuine, then swerve

These are the type of lessons you can only learn when you get curved

By: Xavier Jonte' Thompson