Sleeping with the enemy 

What I thought was love was lust.
When I should have left, I stayed,
and my mind got played.
Seen ladies shake the haters off
and dust yourself off,
and try again.
Just know the next relationship you get in,
you know how much of your heart to put in.
God loves us and doesn’t want us to hurt, not someone who’s
gonna play you and turn your name into dirt
but homeless lives matter is all I know
helping people get housed
and keeping their mind is all I care about.
So kick rocks by day.
Arguing, pouting and fighting is not what I need now.
I’m listening to “zoom” oldies that come out.
When I should have left, I rolled,
but all things broken can get fixed.
I spent my teens in the D.C. jail.
I could have seen 51 states,
I could have been somebody,
not bombing bodies.
I thought you were at least a friend to me.
Not the whole eight years,
I’m sleeping with the enemy