::10:25:07::

::: Easy :::

It's easy to write it; then actually shout it.
It's easier to whisper; then tell you what I'm thinking
of.  I seek the ease of communication.  Can't you
Listen; to what I'm saying?
So quick to place all the blame.  No one even said
your name.  How guilty stomps your whole shame.
It's easy to blow you up, when you ain't even got
game.  Yet I listen. To all your bullsh*t.
Knowing it's a moment I will easily let go.
Not so easy to forget; though.
Fu*kin, feeding and financing your ass.  Yet you
go and play me with a hood rat.
Lay in my sh*t, and eat all my grits.  No ends
for cable, but you need a cell; to check your
other broke peoples.
How easy I complain.  Let my girls; call you all
out your name.
Yet your Key slides easily in my home.  My bed.
All is forgotten when the sunsets.
It's getting easy to wish you would leave me.
Move on; to the next victim. 
Still I hold you; easily.

Written by: ~ Nicole