your intrigued by my desire
my passion and my fire
but to you, I'm nothing more than a spare tire
you keep me in the back
till the one you've got goes flat
then you want me back
before that, i didn't mean jack
s**t, i keep falling for it
cause it seems my situation keeps calling for it
I've been balling for it
now it's my time, I'm next in line
but hold up,I've done told ya
this is the same old you
the same bold, cold you
I've always felt like the worst of you
was the best of me
now, my hearts testing me
so, lets just see
if the real me, the me I've been concealing
can shake that F**king feeling
break the endless cycle of self-destructive behavior
help myself, be my own savior

nice analogy

Wow..
I'm speechless..

I really like this poem, you put things in prospective of human nature. I concur....

i can really relate to this.
glad to see you back.