It’s about…

Meeting that special guy who catches your eye

The one in your dreams you see every night

…God’s greatest creation

Despite him not having the best reputation

He’s the one you pray is Mr. Right

The one who can smooth talk his way out of any fight

With a “baby I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again”

You sit there and take it, while backwards you bend

But when will it end?

The one who could never admit to his faults

And you sit there and take it, while inward you hurt

Got you questioning, why you put up with his dirt?


It’s about…

Being that girl that can change his trifling ways

Not to change him per say

But to make him see that things ain’t okay

To be the one who can always be seen by his side

The girl in which he knowingly confides

And no matter what they go through

His love for her can not be denied

Ultimately, she hopes for the highest prize

The idea of being his wife

To share his life

And maybe, be blessed to one day have his baby

I think these are the hopes of many young women today
Some succeed, and some get lost on the way
I could be wrong so I can only speak for myself
And so I apologize to all those good guys
who unfortunately do finish last
Maybe one day, they will be recognized