Am I living to survive or surviving to live?

Confession

Confesssion 

Alone in my home is where my thoughts roam

Indeed needed but sometimes I feel defeated.

My energy depleted who knows what’s needed.

Unresolved relationships now they’re situationships.

Man I feel like speaking on things that people don’t care about. 

Some things that others wouldn’t dare about.

Friends turned into strangers

It’s like I never knew you.

I’m solid but I’m treated like wet toilet tissue

Am I the issue?

It’s ***ed up because i miss you.

I would never diss you but I will dismiss you.

I think things are forever but it turns into I would never.

I’ve hurt before and before but like that damn Raven, “Nevermore”.

The truth is, I can’t keep the score so it could be more and more

Feelings on the floor let me ...

The fish that Burned

Take me to the lake 

show me how to fish

Matter of fact teach me about the birds & bees

not about those wet things that swim in the sea

Straight parenting gangsta

Furious Styles

"Gimme the Gun Trae"

Or spend ya life running like B-rabbit from 8mile

Sit me down give me orders, give me chores

Though instead you gave me a mop because my tears covered the floors.

"I don't want you to end up like Doughboy them"

Train me to think about a master plan like Rakim.

I guess this phase is gentrification 

Because these fools is plagued with aggravation.

Sit at the table 

grow some balls and think about how you want me to elevate.

Put the cape ova me 

Fade me up while I lie & say she gave it up.

Aye sir that story bout her ain't real

Although the pain you left me with I call it uncle Phil, you know that Show called F...

So many letters

How many letters you wrote but didn’t send.

So many letters, creating words and verbs that you kept within. 

It’s private, personal, it’s the insane pain that wouldn’t allow you to put it thru your window pane.

Listening to one of Sade’s Song

The Breeze is at ease 

Don’t let me sneeze and becomea blessing to another one’s greed

I feel wind not speed 

The feeling not greed 

Natural not speed.

Constant 

Vibrant just to let you know.

Poverty around me I bet you didn’t know

Well it’s the land of free 

How can I overlook

Is it because I  refrain from  acknowledging who we don’t want to be or is it just me. 
I can easily choose to gamble, loose grip on life's handle and become apart of the victims scandal. 
I'm more of the type that wanna know why the caged bird sings

Having the fight in me to search and find out everything aint what it seems.

The earth’s tone is my song 

Jukebox play that ish again so I can listen to the ocean all night long.

Blood Flow

It’s warm
Can Cause no harm
Unless you swarm her charm
Find out her code if wanna dis-alarm
Easy on the eyes 
Such a sexy surprise 
It was the reflection of me in her eyes
That let me know her heart died.
Who hurt you 
Say a name 
Maybe earth too.
Forces of the universe can steer you’re worth but remember you’ve been U since birth…

Mirror Talk

When was the last time you told me you love me. I suppose to look in the mirror and see straight thru you.

Your eyes were intended to be my window. Instead your just a peep hole looking for a peep show.

I call it a creep show because you stoop low but You see though. Someone's in the way. It's a human figure in the way. I figure it's the truth anyway.

Your hands is supposed carry my weight 

Feel for my fate

Grope my date

Come together and pray for HEAVENS sake.

I think the truth is

the Living Proof

that I am not a figment of my imagination nor a Spoof.

I looked in the mirror and discovered I'm Living Proof.

I'm alive and I choose not to hide from the mirror inside of YOU

Open up Baby

Let me in
I showed up to her house unexpected,
Carefully forgetting every line
This flow is perfected
She had the smell of forever but the vibe smelt better.
With her natural hair long
My cologne strong
I felt our lips bone
From the bone to the meat craving for her tiny physique.
Our body heat filled the room 
I thought for sure she was a witch they way she grabbed my broom.
It was the eye contact she made
That made the moment last and never fade.
Compelled to the wall I felt her soul fall 
Swallowed in my mouth
I had to go down south 
Whispered in her ear 
“let me in baby”
Such a grown decision 
Back n forth with precision 
Come on say it wit me 
Back n forth wit precision 
It’s time to make you multiply to different dimensions
Let me in baby 
Lemme see yo divisio...

The Hidden Truth

Beyoncé say "and I Slay" so those that are intrigued, you can say fans groupies repeat and immulate the style.

Ain't that wild.

Usually the impact of an influential individual generate social residual. Conformed with society norms we embrace it with open arms.

Swayed by famous eye candy's charm caught up in the moment we think they can do no harm

Egos and demeanors are formed utilizing it as stilts wearing a uniform 

Who are you really? Is adapting to society really silly?

It's usually brainwashed and self greed from crushed and low self-esteem that makes our darkness shine like a beam. 

Is portrayal a persona to be who we wanna. 

Since when did oneself mentality becomes someone else wealth.

We overly exert ourselves within the infatuation of a infamous persons health. 

If your lost at this point im ta...

The View

Took en out of my element not by force but by choice,

Just a few thoughts

Aggravated by blissful pleasures