the issues we fear to speak about…
those we wish to go about without acknowledging…
a generation lacking a voice that really stands for something…
a generation with few exceptional individuals that will just say…”stop”
given mouths, given voices, given thoughts, given an opportunity…
an opportunity to change our world
to alleviate pain
…physically, mentally, emotionally.
We’re all guilty of something…
admitting our wrong…
changing the future.
Eliminating the “you” “me” “us” as the problem…
making it a “we must unite”…
unite to evoke change…
to make a difference…
to be an influence.
The problems scream loud, but we yell louder…
our voices more boisterous, thunderous than the booming issues that fall before us…
when do we really address our social issues?
I got beauty, I got heart
Keep my head in them books, I’m sharp
But you don’t care to know I’m smart
Now, now now now now now now
I got moves in your bedroom
Keep you happy with the nasty things I do
But you don’t seem to be in tune
Why don’t you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don’t you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?
Why don’t you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don’t you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?
There’s nothing not to love about me
No, no, there’s nothing not to love about me
There’s nothing not to need about me
No, no, there’s nothing not to need about me
Maybe you’re just not the one
Or maybe you’re just plain……. DUMB
Try to breathe but I’m suffocating
Just be me but it’s complicated
I wanna tell you who I am, where I’m from, where I go, when I wanna be loved
I want you to know me better
Once I get my thoughts together
Should be so easy to tell you what I’m feeling
But I can’t stop stuttering, stuttering, stuttering da, da, stuttering, doo, doo, doo, doo, whoa, stuttering
I ain’t usually lost for words
This is got to be a first
And I’m starting to think you are why I’m stuttering
we always want what we can’t have…but falling for the untouchable is the worst feeling ever. Fighting yourself, and pushing to break out of this “love” bullshit. I stopped believing that i would find someone i could be happy with…someone that would be my one and only. I thought that the whole feeling of just wanting that ONE person, craving the feeling of being in their presence. Longing to hear their voice. Missing their touch and reminiscing that “perfect moment” where you laid in that persons arms, and the world l e g i t s t o p p e d. In my world, that feeling takes up too much time, requires too much of my attention. I fear that feeling, i fear love. I fear finding that person, I fear giving up myself. Lauryn Hill once says,
i had to lose myself, so i could love you better…
I don’t know if I want to lose myself. To lose the essence of this being that I am. And you, you sir, are fucking up my feelings. Legit, I wish I could kick you, but not before I slap myself. I don’t know if it’s because you’re different, because you actually challenge me rather than those that rather run along with what I say. Those gents that give me the power to be the man.
Stop fucking up my emotions. Let me figure out if i’m ready for this before i strap myself into this roller coaster. Let me understand what all this entails, the details. I want to read the fine print before I sign off on this deal. Give me a chance to sort these thoughts out, before i cross my T’s and dot my I’s. Love is a losing game from what I hear, and i’m not ready to throw in any towels, not yet. Halt. Freeze. Don’t move real quick. Let’s press pause. BREATHE. This is a to be continued kind of thing…
Dazed, Confused, Lovestruck.
bahahhahahahhahaha…that made me giggle a lil bit tho…ferwhaaaattttho
for our indecisive individuals…a venn diagram of what to do
Sometimes we find ourselves saying “LOL” outloud instead of actually laughing. Usually with a straight face.
lol…but i usually do laugh
...and because of such, i think ALOT...
some of it maybe world issues (most of it is not)
some of it maybe me being a GIRL
...but all of it is real...
and this is where i'm not holding back
read about me, you may be surprised