She was five foot five every hug she gives is just a lie
She had Jasmine Guy kind of eyes
Without the same kind of style or smile
A rice and peas kind of lady
So pretty that it would drive me crazy
To the point, I couldn't express my feeling
Kelly girl
Hypocritical Christian girl
Just wanted to get her fill
But she would kiss and tell
I wish I could be her boy
I wish she could be my girl
Three years she had me hypnotized
All the time I was a friend she kept to the side
She caught my eye with her Afro-puff
Never knowing I wasn't enough
Kelly girl
Hypocritical Christian girl
Just wanted to get her fill
But she would kiss and tell
Couldn't tell her a secret to say my life
Everyone would tell me what were you thinking
Talking is what she likes
For her love was never the formula of life
It was more like a pie
She takes a slice and savors the bite
All I ever tried to do is be the spice she liked
Kelly girl
Hypocritical Christian girl
Just wanted to get her fill
But she would kiss and tell
Filled with regrets still wanting to forget
As the portrait, I drew of you
Hoping it fades with time in all the sunlight
Embarrassment is my only pain
To expose my feelings that way
Hope to never do the same
Kelly girl
Hypocritical Christian girl
Just wanted to get her fill
But she would kiss and tell
©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley
- Author: Thomas J. Dooley ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2019 19:09
- Category: Reflection
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