-Nothing I do seems to work, I'm tired of wasting my breath;
this situation is killing me, a form of silent death.
-I'm trying to protect her from his sick desire;
but talking to her is like preaching to the choir.
-Everything we tell her & warn her about him, she ignores;
& I don't want her to end up one of his whores.
-She says she sees the good in him;
but she don't see who he really is, a fat ass pedophile who need to hit the gym.
-She think I don't trust her, & she's right;
& I refuse to lose her, but she won't let me fight.
-However its half & half, I kinda trust her;
I just don't trust myself. I'm afraid of losing her because of my anger.
-If I keep letting it take over, she will leave me;
but IDK if its fact or theory.
-All I know is that this ain't good for my health;
maybe my coach was right, I need to learn how to get past myself.