Puppy love gone bad created the trust issues I had. Two bad relationships put me on the path of not caring. A so-called playa for life, I'll never get married, I don't want a wife. Vowed a woman will never hurt me like that again, This began shallow, sexual encounters with girlfriends. Labeled friends with benefits, a by-product of ignorance. Afraid of getting crushed like when I gave up too much of me. We broke up and it was misery I couldn't control. Deep in my soul my emotions were scarred. Locked them behind prison bars for making me feel, Banished to administrative segregation without an appeal. Callous were my relations when facing intimacy, But now I'm granting them clemency.