My name is Quincy, but everyone calls me Q.

Erm to be honest I dont actually know what to tell y'all, but if any of you got any questions just ask and I'm sure we can have an interesting convo.

Busting some jokes, dancing and just going with the flow of life.

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Where is mrs right

Is she round the corner

Is she waiting for me

Or is she hiding from me

Tired of the one night stands

And the single life

No one tells you how this fast pace life can drain you

Change you

Turn you into someone you don't even recognise in the mirror

Make you a person your ashamed of

But yet you still manage to carry on

Ever drowning in your own lies and deceit

It's like quick sand

The more you fight the faster it takes you

So you give in

Selling your very soul to this hell of single life

And after all is said and done

And the dream women comes and rescues you from yourself

Your less then half the man you was

So you only put half into the relationship

And slowly but surely it ends

And your back to the quick sand of the single life

You live and you learn

It's a vicious circle

The story of my life

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The never sent letter

I remember the tears we shed as I begged for your love

But even then you couldn't look at me

On my knees

tears streaming down my face

heart beating fast

palms sweaty

and damn near screaming

fighting for the life that I should of appreciated before and went and fucked it all up

Why won't look at me

Listen to me

Give me a chance to explain

I would be lying if said I just want to see you happy even if it's not with me

Becasue I want you here with me every minute of the day

You haunt me in my dreams

You tourment me in my own home

As I swear i hear crying because of me

reminding me of the hurt I caused you

What can I say or do to show I want to change for you

I will bend over backwards

take a bullet

shit I beg for your forgiveness 100 times over if you would only look at me

But I understand why that can't be

because broke you

But you what don't know is I live with that guilt every second of every day

And I'm a broken man because of it

So all I ask is for you to look at me

and see my soul bowing in remorse to you

Look at me.