Unlimited Access

Yeah.

You want access?

Read the fine print.

You don’t get all of me and give nothing back.

Access to my body,

access to my mind,

access to my comfort,

my peace, and my time.

Access to my softness,

access when you need,

then go quiet when I’m hurting,

but come running when you bleed.

You want unlimited access?

Baby, you skipped the fine print.

Want my love, want my loyalty,

but don’t give me shit.

My love ain’t one-way,

you gotta give it back to me.

You keep passing through my love like it’s free,

but every time you do, it’s costing me.

You don’t want the title,

don’t want the weight.

But you want unlimited access

like it don’t come with a rate.

You pull up to the toll,

but my heart pays the fee.

You want unlimited access,

but you ain’t investing in me.

You want comfort on demand,

want my voice when you’re stressed.

Want me holding all your chaos,

while you give me less and less.

You want me soft when you’re breaking,

want me calm when you’re pressed.

But when I ask for basic care,

you act like I’m asking for your best.

You only reach out

when it’s convenient for you.

Want unlimited access,

but can’t follow through.

How you sit there

and not follow through?

You only move

when it’s good for you.

You know the code to my heart,

but that don’t mean you own the place.

You know how to get me open,

then disappear without a trace.

You know what words to say,

know how to pull me back in.

But access ain’t permission

to keep hurting me again.

You got time to scroll,

but can’t send one line.

Got your phone jumping for everybody,

but it’s quiet when it’s mine.

That app ringing in the back,

you say, “Nah, that ain’t her.”

But you dodge the bigger question,

and the doubt keeps getting worse.

You want all my attention,

but can’t give me respect.

Want me wide open when you call,

and leave me a fucking wreck.

You want the parts that heal you,

but don’t give a damn about me.

Want the version that relieves you,

not the one that needs relief.

I ain’t your free trial,

I ain’t your convenience store.

You want all the benefits,

but leave my heart sore.

I ain’t your security blanket,

I’m the one left in the cold.

You take all my warmth,

then leave me with nothing to hold.

I ain’t your nurse on call,

can’t keep bandaging your wounds

when you don’t catch me when I fall.

I ain’t the place you run to

when your whole world catch fire.

You leave me choking on the smoke,

then walk out with the lighter.

You keep coming back hungry,

like my heart is all-you-can-eat.

Take a plate full of my patience,

then leave crumbs at my feet.

You had the door wide open,

you got too comfortable.

I gave you more than I owed,

now that door’s getting closed.

Step out the fucking door,

access revoked.

You wanted unlimited access,

but got nothing to show.

You kept hitting replay,

but never learned the song.

You skipped over the verses

where I told you what was wrong.

Access denied