Amazed

Drop your jaw and look up-you see that?
I will demolish all pavement you think u've laid-as a yellow brick road to walk through your heavenly gates.

Speak Slowly

This is me biting my tongue when I talk to you--
If you couldn't see the pain I felt holding back my words from vomiting truth, then let me express the significance of what my mind would like to spew.
After all, there's nothin else that I'd like from you--other than to listen and realize what I'm going through.
Must be ignorant to the senses I debut in my own words...there's much more pain, even less strewn,
so I sew along the lines of which you drew & watch the pain flow through.
Screwing up my veins still thinking I'm immune, but I still count down the days calculating time it will take to undo the facts that uve slained due to unfinished rage been shown through the days of all the sniff I blew.
Are you hurting in many ways? Seeking how to provide for you, how to be accepted by youth? Feeding off fame for a clue-- truth is your holding out on this moment, stuck in deja vu.
Saying this has happened, every night you dream its of the night before.
Keep on hoping time doesn't fade so your able to finally renew, trust in me cuz my ways of rolling continuously have changed my point of view, especially of you.
And as my thoughts accumulate my angle slices into ur deep sick desires of exactly why I hate you.

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Friends

Guess I'm just one of those people who cares a bit more about friendship. No trust, no love from me and I'm sure you'll regret it. But some minds think less than and forget when they had a chance to savor a friendship forever. Ha, but then they blew it, so I shut out and threw them, to the ground so clueless, thinking fuck why did I do this.
I'm so ashamed, but I refuse to play the game. To sit there and pretend our friendship still could be the same. It keeps me entertained to watch you turn the tables acting as ur queen, but honey this is my regime... I'm like the question when u dream, what was that memory again I'm talking through a screne, made from a script u wrote, 1st scene.
As u fene for me to give u just one glance of my gleam. Keep on swimming upstream u still have not learned one thing, and as I teach per diem u see how it may seem when all I'm needing is for u to redeem yourself and stop acting so supreme.

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Simple Man

A friend whose only beautiful in pretend
you access her heart while shes vulnerable to leave a dent
and I am 1 unusual decent of a simple man

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Let Me Pick Your Brain..

Let me pick your brain, while u stand their ashamed of what u see in the mirror
picking apart your appearance, that u fear, girl your mind has processed an illusion to appear
like its something not accepted by everyone around here.

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Being with you makes sense.

Illegitimately I love you with fingers crossed behind my back. When did we get here?

My expectations are hiding behind the compliments I give, hoping to reverse the reaction you get.

What made you ask me for more words from my breath? To leave the scars behind, just forgetting the past.

Intimidate me, foresee the equation, you plus me equals infinity. Lies and deceit framing the picture drawn by fidelity.
Incriminating facts hidden below the surface slowly rise creating the affair...
Again... in your mind, thinking of the love lost intertwined with one another.
As the other takes risks to possibly succeed. Succeed in the wrong way if he wants to betray that trust.
A trust of a brother can never be replaced & as you live in sin, you keep denying why it all had to end up like this. Imagination should create a fairytale ending not a made up display of wrongful affection.


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LaMe

Dont really understand how this all can change so quick, as of yesterday I felt as if I was making it, making something of myself given a chance to show my strength.
But then today 1 person made my whole hope go to shit.
Like are u an elephant in a stampede running with the giraffes that have their heads up in the trees. that was gay, let me start over, new scheme...
I mean how is that some big cat is making it in these scenes and I'm out here just running slow stuck in the same routine.
And not by any means am I planning to hold my ground, shit right now my blackberry already grew legs and walked the fuck out.
And I'm about to run out of this town, leaving everything i have now. smash my review mirror and never looking back so ciau!

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Listen girl, you're not the (L)only one.

Listen: When I dream, my mind splits in two separate ways.
The dream itself plants the idea so I play out the consequences.
Normally I wouldn't be so agitated on this note, but steppin back looking at myself has me wanting to revoke-my own attitude.
At times it may seem right, but when will me putting up a fight work out positive for the life im hopin for.
There's a fine line between selling urself out and selling yourself short.
If u could have a taste of my mind, stick ur finger in, lick it, now savor these last few lines.
You say, "Ur so lyrical, with ur spirituality," I'm actually about to crack and show you that my actions can speak accurately!
Do i sound a bit redundant? Has this been in your ears before hun, am i making you feel discontent?
Cause i swear that i represent the only being that i am, but maybe subconsciously im really hating who i am.
But back to what i said before i went out on this rant was, listen girl you just need to
love yourself again.

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Nothing on me.

In a minute everything that I've owned up to will be shot out the window--
not like its gonna matter if i said that it was my fault.
Might take a weight off their shoulders lifting em up to to my height,
I'm 5'3, so whats that say about their conscience or confidence?
All i know is they are definitely not my confidant.
Only considered an acquaintance to me cause their personality has a constant need for maintenance.
Been pushed down 2, 3 or 4 too many times.
Their all looking at me like I'm from another blood line.
Blood streaming down my upper lip, to my chin, till it hits the floor in front of my eyes.
A little abuse doesn't seem that wrong to me, but in another persons mind that could definitely shift their outlook on reality.
I'm writing down lists of the reasons why I'm still lyin, only trying to realize what the hell is my problem.
Still reaching to the skyline, with what i can offer still there's no one to see my side.
Cant wait for any of that shit to fall in my lap, im running just trying to see a fucking gap to where i can put my foot in.
Pressing each side out with the strength of both of my arms, what the fuck is talent anymore no ish is real.
Im talking back to CEOs just pushing to reveal....their lies, like who are you to tell me what is right and what is wrong. Cause ill be sittin higher than you in no telling how long.
Then who'll be pushing on those obstacles landin in the way, of dreams, all i know is they got nothing on me.

Say A Little Prayer For You

I would like to say a prayer for you to whisper my name into my ear & all i will hear are the words that you say. I will pray. That i may be so analytical that my thoughts send shivers up and down your spine.

Maiden Rose

Shes a maiden in her white dress waiting alone- upstairs in her attic, with her crystals and her pearls.
She sings a haunting tune " oh boy where did you go" , dreaming of a man she never wanted to know.
Sweet flowers in her hair, a diamond ring on her neck, placed in a glass vile was her sisters blood at rest.
She swore shed wear forever, never breaking their pact, "hold on maiden lula" , as her rose turned into black.
With a heart made of metal, turned every man to stone.
Her eyes held many secrets to which only her she told.