Do you even love me anymore?

For what it's worth
I already know
I've been knowing
that spark, the tiny glimmer of light
well, its faded
not mine
just yours
I know that you've been jaded
but your own brain
forcing to continuing
when you its wrong
So then,
Why won't you just let me know
your letting it linger
putting on a show
an act.
of a false love between you and me
because you no longer love
you no longer love me

They come and go (Playing with Fire)

A shadow of my everyday
i think of time with looks and stares
Until the clock stuck done
i walk upon clouds so proud and shout
I am bound but un-tied in my ways
do i deserve even a gaze?
but i dare lay my eyes on attraction
i am the female lion
ready to pounce and attack them

Oh but everyday now must go by
where i can never lay upon my eyes
the mystery of a missed history
a unknown prediction of running and wishing
My vanity cannot control the sanity
it's over, now in the past


Moment

The match has lit
and in due time
imagination will run wild

You are the object in view
dressed in black, you look back
with no words
and stole bits of my heart
each and every time

Think first, Then Speak

When i mouth words i did not mean to mention
or stumble on ever line
do not judge my every character.
Yet the depth within those words
and their value
can cause seas to stir
resinate amongst the "Ought to Matters"


I feel like a rapper or actor who told everyone via twitter that they are leaving the business... When i announced my departure from Facebook only to return two and half weeks later.

Sometimes I can't tell

Sometimes I can't tell
sometimes I don't know
how you really feel
when you're all alone
are your words so true
that everything you say and do
belongs to me
or belongs to you

Sometimes I can't tell
sometimes I don't know
where innocence went
where new became norm
where passion is gone
I think too much but am not wrong
have you changed sir?
don't drag me along.

The past, present and premature
show me strongly that you have the ability to care
display your affection
or my detection
of a love gone awry
will break a heart with the inability of repair

I can't feel it from you anymore

Sometimes I can't tell
sometimes I don't know
how you really feel
when you're all alone
are your words so true
that everything you say and do
belongs to me
or belongs to you

Sometimes I can't tell
sometimes I don't know
where innocence went
where new became norm
where passion is gone
I think too much but am not wrong
have you changed sir?
don't drag me along.

i no longer enjoy the company of just any man

I no longer enjoy the company of just any man
if a man
no man indeed
they are not men
but boys to men they have yet to succeed
but i once pleasured myself with boys to be
growing up with them as they came to be
as i grew too
into a lady
respecting thyself and smiling with ease

I no longer enjoy the company of just any man
there's man
a man indeed
man amongst men
someone who has long been with success
one, only one, whom i want to obsess
growing old with him, a dream yet to be
with love for me... too
i am his baby

an he's my man. with none to compare, nor would i want to. id never dare. he's a gem and with that... very rare. I love him with all. He's the only man that i'd give my time to... even my spare.


dedicated to roy grenier:
took me a long time to realize i don't want anyone else but you. I don't even enjoy hanging around other boys unless you are there.. you're my best friend and i love you very much

#reallife means work

On upon research of my life
wow
progress!
real progress
A realization of ones self...
talents..
and driving force, for all things
worth fighting for

minus the 24/7 work shifts

#reallife means work

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Stop making fun of me

the first yawn of the night
... and I'm getting tired

I'm told i have a good work ethic
work like a dog,
like a mexican
worker bee. then how can i still feel so lazy?
People think I'm crazy

Is it true that I am more hard working?
more driven?
more destined to succeed.
because of the type of life i lead

the one that was nourished, refined by my parents
bounded by struggle and cemented by failure
I'm nothing more than the worlds worst prayer
but nothing is more than most people can spare
it's true my breed, our breed is rare
I'll work til I'm dead, that's all that i know

I'm told i have a good work ethic
work like a dog,
like a mexican
worker bee. then how can i still feel so lazy?
God, am I crazy?