Wednesday, November 16, 2011

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In the stress of it all

You thought better of yourself

Only to get by

Believe it, better yourself

The steps to success

First you gotta trust yourself

And if you don’t

You might fuck up

And diss’ yourself

But bite your lip

& Try your best

To move on

Live it up

While your in

The eye of the storm

When it’s all said and done

He gave you life

& You were born

Why all these days

The corruption

Drugs & Porn

I tell you all I clearly

Remember the days that I scorned

All that shit plus a whole lot more

It seems like for a good while

I’ve been trapped

In this damn hallway

Which door?

Plus it’s fucked up that

only (2 people) warned me

About these streets

Now my conscience

Hunt me like the army

I look at you and I see the truth

I look at me and see nothing

I took time away to find myself

We met & I tried not to look behind myself

It proves difficulty because every minute I learn

& Whatever happens, never happened before

So please don’t be upset

When you hear it’s you I’ve grown to adore

Have you ever heard the phrase

“Earnestly Implored…?”

I don’t know what it means

But you got me floored

Times I think of you too much

& When I snap back - I’m bored

Deep thoughts always

Leading me to another place

Blues skies, talking about that red ocean

Wherever it may be, your face

Is what I take with me

Caught up, sho’ nuff’

I feel envy

Only at small times

But I feel that you mend me

Everyday I feel a subtle change

Come over mer

Trust me

Deep inside

I don’t know what it could be

Maybe it’s just me getting closer to me

I am far from the person I used to be

I knew that chick - now she’s far from me

& I never really had someone to confide in

All those I felt I could rely on

Only turned out to be them’ conivin’

I would not even look back

All of that was silly - That’s a fact

All I need is my fanny-pack

I could come home and

I still got his back

Never turn because

I’m sure that

He don’t ever lack…

- 00/00/2007

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