Why do I do what I do? Am I a fool? Why do I keep coming back to you? It started with something slight, and now I rhyme from the pain inside when I get no response or any sign your alive. I'm probably a delusional fool who keeps trying to run away saying fuck her, who needs her, there's billions of her but then I get reeled in like a fish with her bait of care, her smile as bright as a dime and eyes full of pain that makes me wanna crack open her facade but here I am, back in a shell, to protect myself from the pain I gained from the evil girls who used me for attention and threw me away saying "I don't think I'm ready for this commitment you are trying to insinuate" it's all a commotion, I wish I could stop it, but when I see her, really see her, I keep coming back like a trap for a rat, because as much as I'm so laid back, a part of me feels, you'll end this rotation and bring it to extinction. Or maybe I'm overdoing it, your probably being nice, but yet here I am asking myself why must I keep coming back to you? -Anthony Rodriguez