Love is like Magic

Love is like magic, some kind of trickery

Which people perform on others 

And take control of their lives.

Otherwise no girl would fall for a boy. 

Love is like magic It all seems so real

Until you decide to try it yourself.

It only exists in books and movies.

You know when I read a romantic book

I label it as fantasy fiction.

Dating and democracy has the same problem

The public is dumb.

Given the choice between a poet and fuckboy

who would you like to date?

Ofcourse the poet, in theory.

If he has abs to show off

money to buy me things.

And yeah if he cares than it's fine

I would love to boss things around.

Bitches be crazy sometimes

When someone tells then 

Find a man who reads books

Take you on a bookstore date

They comment 'me and who?'

Find a man who likes soft music

Taylor Swift and her lyrics.

Who would give you Handwritten latters.

Find a man who listens to Faiz and Faraz.

Find a man who would make cards for you.

And that's when I tell them 'Hey, It's me.'

And they be like: 'What a creep.'

They all are hypocrates. 

Every girl be like 

'Oh Honey, you can impress any girl you want.'

But not me. I love a rich fat fuckboy.

But when every set is a null set,

Where do we look to find an element?

Love is like magic

It seems preplaxing and unrealistic

But it all can be exposes

By the science of body and money.

Love is like magic

You can see wizard pulling lovers out of strangers

Similar to pulling peigon out of a tablecloth

But when you try do it yourself.

You get something entirely different

You get a thing: 'Just Friends.'