May 2011
1 post
Magnets.
We argue with our heads held high
I guess that’s what happens when
you’ve learned never to discuss your feelings
You’d rather be wrong and hold on to your pride
Then to admit that there is more to it inside
That’s why I’ve learned to let go of people that don’t want to be around
Stubborn people aren’t compatible with each other
Like two...
December 2010
2 posts
I saw your name.
I saw your name on a paper, folded through the middle
Had to do a double-take and squint my eyes a liitle
To realize it was all in my head
The page that bore your name instead
Displayed the name of a car dealership in south bay
So I disregarded it, decided against throwing it away.
There it laid, on the fire escape down the hall
I thought it wouldn’t affect me at all
That is,...
In my head.
I don’t like what I see when I look at my reflections
Reflected in true colors,
Showing mine without looking inside.
I’m very self concious in an unconscious way.
It gets in the way more then often
To tell you the truth,
I think I stress myself out
More than anything in specific
I just don’t like the person who stares back at me
from the mirror in the bathroom
...
November 2010
1 post
Truth.
Love is supposed to be selfless
If this is true then I’ve never been in love
My loving has been nothing but selfish
A man is supposed to keep his word
If this is true then I’m less than male
There’s no credibility in the things I’ve promised.
A real friend is always there
If this is true then I’m very fake
These severed ties are a testament of my lack...
October 2010
1 post
Fighting.
I used to think I had the fight in me
Though in retrospect, It must’ve been the Bud light in me
I’m finding it harder every day
To fight the demons and the things they say
Fight off memories, in my head they play
It’s getting harder to keep these things at bay
I wouldn’t say I’m weak… Out loud, at least
I’d say I’m tired, tired of...
August 2010
1 post
What if?
What if.
Two words that constantly have me dwelling on the past
Thinking back to the forks in the road that lead me here
I wonder how many wrong turns Ive taken blindly
It’s the feeling of “what if” that binds me
To the errors I wish I could’ve corrected in that instance
It keeps me from sleeping while the task seems so easy to the rest
I spent so many nights...
July 2010
3 posts
The life I borrowed.
I’m living on borrowed time// keep forgetting this life ain’t mine// it makes you feel insignificant,// a small asterisk in such a vast timeline// one day I’ll decompose// worms and maggots will eat up my skin, my clothes// it’s a pretty bleak outlook, I know// pessimissim is one of my biggest foes// I can’t help it, death seems to be lurking// I know he’s...
Just for you.
I won’t write about girls for you anymore// this artform is being drowned by sappy metaphors// aimed at some of the silliest whores// whose charm somehow sway our opinions// I tell you, it’s an obvious dominion// then you got the ones who are worth the verses// future lawyers, teachers, & nurses// but even an honest living// doesn’t equal a heart that’s giving// beauty...
Somethings are better left unsaid// before I opened my mouth//
I should’ve thought it through//
But there’s something about you//
That made the words wanna spew//
But somethings are better left unsaid//
See, something went wrong in my head//
because I could’ve sworn it was on lock//
Must’ve been the metronome from my mental clock//
That made me so sure that my feelings I...
June 2010
1 post
Bathroom Confessionals.
I’ve got too much to say to not let it out once in a while// motivated by the wicked, the corrupt, & the vile// through all my trials and tribulations I’ve evolved my voice with style// to carry my worries and sorrows, maybe the load will feel lighter// and when I get over the obstacles being thrown at me I’ll start being regarded as a fighter// the grip I have on life,...
May 2010
1 post
Quit Lying.
You need to quit lying// I can see it seep through your teeth// if those lies had a color I bet they’d be black// and I bet if you saw it you’d be quick to take them back// no one asked you to fib// to make up stories about how hectic you live// to make up excuses for your absense// I’ve gotten used to the lack of your presense// I only asked for one thing// for you to be the...
April 2010
3 posts
Shit's Tight.
I just wanna write…
I wanna let this take flight,
Keep flowin till it gets bright,
Keep writing till it feels right,
Have my homies saying, ‘Shit’s TIGHT!’
I might be struggling
But the struggle is the potent fuel
That drives me to make these lyrical jewels
If it’s not your fuel, my friend, you’re one of many fools
You really think you’ll win if you keep playing by these rules?
There are...
Go away Sarai.
<3
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