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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