It's sad,
The way you brag,
About me being a booty call,
That just makes you an insecure man,
If you need to boast about me,
Of what happened between the sheets,
Than I must be the best thing,
That ever happened to you,
When I heard the words you said,
I wanted to hide my face,
I felt embarrassed,
I felt ashamed,
At first I was sad,
Than I was angry,
Than I realized,
That you must be crazy,
You're so lucky,
To have had a chance with me,
I'm such a great person,
But ovbiously that you couldn't see,
I'm not sorry for being myself,
I'm not sorry for being straight out,
I'm not sorry for always being up and about,
I am sorry for trusting you with the key to my heart,
You never even took the time to know me,
So how can you place a label on me?
You should look in the mirror,
I think you'd be surprised at what you see.
