Текст песни Untold Stories - Khay Maria

Yeah
So poetic
Khay Maria, yeah

(Epistle)
I'm staring at him as he's staring right back at me
Only wondering what he's thinking
Can't stare too long at him, all I see is a deja vu of my past, prayin' that we laugh
Because lately, he's been making me feel like an outcast
He went slipped in turns with my feelings, didn't think he was a gymnast
Who am I kidding?
This relationship is just an untold story
A story with many tears and screams, I guess it's my self-esteem

Demonized the only thing I've been trying to redeem, but this is extreme
This is below my expectations, feels like it's hard
His feelings, his soul went on hibernation, I feel no appreciation
Where is the love?
The real love and not the verbal abuse
It's not the- I'm not talking to you, then all of a sudden it's make up sex
I'm standing the ceiling, it's time like what's next
Man don't even touch me right now, that's my instant reflect
But he loves me, he loves me right
Yeah, I bet, I bet

Am I not beautiful?
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?
I wanna make you smile
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?

Everyone is looking at us, saying we are just the perfect couple
Saying that we turn heads, and I'm just gripping his hand
With a smile on my face, hoping that upon that journey they do not thread
I know he's probably thinking the same, but dude can't even spell my name
He shows me affection with rare amounts of crowd
And he is so sensitive to my feelings
But behind closed doors are the worst feelings
The worst feelings ever, didn't think he would be this way
Didn't think so ever, never did I think he'd treat me this way
It breaks my heart to know I feel this way, what am I doing?

Why exactly am I still here? Maybe the constant thoughts of me being alone
The thought that I will never find another love
And if I do, would it be treating me worse?
Would it actually curse?
There has to be an explanation
Why would this man deprive himself from loving me?
Why the hesitation?
I could recall to the very first day I met him
The very first day we said we loved each other

Nowadays, seems like when I say those words
It's like I'm in love with another
He is not the same
His speech is so even changing
I met a gentleman, our love is changing

Am I not beautiful?
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?
I wanna make you smile
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?

He doesn't talk to me the way he used to
He doesn't touch me the same
These untold stories are dominantly torturing my brain
We are no longer in lovers lane
As we get more like a pleasure train
Only downfalls he's the only one that's been pleasured
My love he cannot measure
He's taking my womanhood away from me
But we love each other so it appears that
We are the new age Romeo and Juliet so it appears that

We are the young and the young but that's apparently
That's not realistically, let's talk realistically
I am unhappy yet, but I am unable to attach myself
My heart wants to go on the shelf and out of all the women on earth
Why I'm leaving, why am I doing this to myself?

I'm speaking it out silently, our lifestyle is more in secrecy
He blacked my eyes this one time for my calls that I've been nervous
Some people with an invasion of our privacy
I'm sure he didn't mean to do it anyway, he was just mad
We all get mad
And if I was to leave he'd no longer be the perfect couple
We'll be more of "they had" instead of "have"
That feeling I cannot bear that although his heart seems like it's elsewhere

Am I not beautiful?
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?
I wanna make you smile
Am I not what you wanted in a woman?
Go on and break my heart