Saturday, March 24, 2012
Dear Homophobia,
Dear homophobia, My grandmother tought me to not say “I hate you” but to say “thank you.” Homophobia I wanna thank u for making me realize the world isn’t all cotton candy and every one isn’t like me. When u tell me I can’t I turn my back and tell you “watch me.” I despise you because you many nights had me on the edge of the tallest building in down town chicago, willing to take my life and allow you to win. But I didnt ! I couldn’t allow fear to concur all things. Because u bullied me you showed me how not to treat people and how not to let your threats sound believeable to my ears. Your not worth my tears and the fast pase beating of my heart jumping up to my throat making me wanna choak. Your not worth my fears, I have moved u out to make room for things like ghost, roaches, and that man coming into my room slowly twisting the shitty lock that he wasn’t suppose to have the key to. Homophobia, u make me laugh when you Make no sence trying to hurt my feelings and saying my love for women is a sin. HA, your a trip cause I ain’t have to vote on that disfunctional shit you call a marriage. But its kool Homophobia, thank you. <3
Monday, March 19, 2012
How alive is Racism?
Janet Jackson tweets this picture of a doll she was given on tour and the whole world even myself could tell that Miss.Jackson was trynna say that, that doll was a joke being made of black people. The tweet may not say much but it says ALOT in so little words. I think Janet wants to say ‘Its a crock of crap,’ but dosen’t so she asked how we feel so we could say it for her, with her keeping in mind she has a rep to maintain.
“During the tour, I was given this doll named Maria. She was advertised as lifelike. How does Maria make you feel?”-Janet Jackson
I felt that this doll was a joke being made of Black people and was a racial thing on the slick side, I believe my library teacher would shoot through the roof if she were to see this doll AND fully understand what janet’s tweet was trying to say but dosent really say. I just thought I was the ONLY one looking at this twice and realizing this COULD be a racist thing. Well, IDK. Until we hear how Miss.Jackson really feels we will never know the truth of what that tweet ment.
On the other hand Twitter is EXPLODING with anger & confusion about the doll, even all of the Janet fan pages my account is linked to is fired up about this doll & we are all dieing to know what Janet really thinks.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Dear Pillow,
Dear Pillow,
I'm sorry for all the tears of my over flowing heart & my ocean deep eyes. I'm sorry for soaking you with all of my pain, the stress of another day & the homophobic threats they don't say to my face but say behind my back loud enough to hear. Pillow, I'm sorry for hurting your feelings & breaking your spine when I punch you if im mad. If you will accept my valid apology i will do my best to cry me a river & leave you alone instead & maybe punch the air in the sky. So sorry for slobbing in your face & pooting on your head when i play the game with my other brother. Im never going to hurt your again, well i until i get hurt again. Your gonna be the one i tell my secrets to and my right hand man. So pillow, thank you.
Love,
Jazzmine <3
I'm sorry for all the tears of my over flowing heart & my ocean deep eyes. I'm sorry for soaking you with all of my pain, the stress of another day & the homophobic threats they don't say to my face but say behind my back loud enough to hear. Pillow, I'm sorry for hurting your feelings & breaking your spine when I punch you if im mad. If you will accept my valid apology i will do my best to cry me a river & leave you alone instead & maybe punch the air in the sky. So sorry for slobbing in your face & pooting on your head when i play the game with my other brother. Im never going to hurt your again, well i until i get hurt again. Your gonna be the one i tell my secrets to and my right hand man. So pillow, thank you.
Love,
Jazzmine <3
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
My feelings, your poem..
Breathing is not am option when ever your around. Your presence takes my breath away. Being loved by you makes me shy at the thought of us for eturnity. Like Frank Ocean said, "I been thinking about you." I dont know what it is but your just do something to me.
A single touch from you makes my skin crawl in lust. These are my feelings but its your poem cause I wrote it for you, when I was thinking about you.
Without you I'm incomplete. You'll be like my missing puzzle peace. I love when people ask you if I'm your main, then you reply back "Naw she my only." I feel like I'm beauty, and I'm being held captive by the beast of your love. I'm incomplete without you.
Not many words can describe how I feel so I'm just gonna stop while I'm ahead and tell you I've been thing about you.
A single touch from you makes my skin crawl in lust. These are my feelings but its your poem cause I wrote it for you, when I was thinking about you.
Without you I'm incomplete. You'll be like my missing puzzle peace. I love when people ask you if I'm your main, then you reply back "Naw she my only." I feel like I'm beauty, and I'm being held captive by the beast of your love. I'm incomplete without you.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Still A child At heart
LAST NIGHT I DID THE MOST CHILDISH THING...
I CRYED LAST NIGHT AND I REACHED FOR MY PILLOW PET!! AS CRAZY AND CHILDISH AS THAT MAY SEEM IT'S TRUE..U MAY ASK WHY I WAY CRYING AND I CAN ANSWER THAT I LOVE SOMEONE SO FREAKIN MUCH THAT I CRYED BECAUSE THEY WASN'T AROUND. I HADEN'T CRYED IN A WHILE SO LAST NIGHT WAS REALLY NEEDED..AND IN A WAY IT WAS LIKE THERPHY FOR THE SOUL.
THIS NIGHT FELT AS IF THIS PERSON HAD PUT MY HEART IN THE BOTTOM OF THEIR SHOE AND JUST WALKED BACK TOO WHERE I HAD ONE HURT!!!
EVEN THOUGH I HATE THE WAY U MAKE ME LAUGH WHEN I CRY. I HATE HOW U HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS IN THE RAIN EVEN THOUGH I LIKE TOO BE HELD..! I HATE HOW U MAKE ME FEEL LIKE OUR LOVE IS A BOXING MATCH AND I GOTTA PUT ON MY PROTECTIVE ARMER!! I HATE HOW U MAKE ME FALL FOR U WHEN I CAN'T STAND YOU MOST! TRUTH IS IM STILL A CHILD AT HEART JUST LOOKIN FOR THE LOVE OF MY FATHER...
AND CAUSE I HAVE NO FATHER I WAS HOPEING THAT U COULD GIVE ME THAT LOVE AND MUCH MORE..AND I WOULD BE ABLE TOO RETURN THAT LOVE TOO......CAUSE WE'VE BOTH BEEN HURT TIME & TIME AGAIN WE AGREE THAT WE CANT AFFOIRD TOO TAKE EXTREME CHANCES WITH OUR HEART!! SO THEIR FOR IMMA STAY A CHILD AT HEART AND KEEP REACHING 4 MY FAVORITE PILLOW.....
WHILE U DO THE SAME!!....BUT IN THE MEAN TIME I LOVE U LIKE CRAZY BUT I CANT STAND U NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT NOT EVEN AT ALL!!
I CRYED LAST NIGHT AND I REACHED FOR MY PILLOW PET!! AS CRAZY AND CHILDISH AS THAT MAY SEEM IT'S TRUE..U MAY ASK WHY I WAY CRYING AND I CAN ANSWER THAT I LOVE SOMEONE SO FREAKIN MUCH THAT I CRYED BECAUSE THEY WASN'T AROUND. I HADEN'T CRYED IN A WHILE SO LAST NIGHT WAS REALLY NEEDED..AND IN A WAY IT WAS LIKE THERPHY FOR THE SOUL.
THIS NIGHT FELT AS IF THIS PERSON HAD PUT MY HEART IN THE BOTTOM OF THEIR SHOE AND JUST WALKED BACK TOO WHERE I HAD ONE HURT!!!
EVEN THOUGH I HATE THE WAY U MAKE ME LAUGH WHEN I CRY. I HATE HOW U HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS IN THE RAIN EVEN THOUGH I LIKE TOO BE HELD..! I HATE HOW U MAKE ME FEEL LIKE OUR LOVE IS A BOXING MATCH AND I GOTTA PUT ON MY PROTECTIVE ARMER!! I HATE HOW U MAKE ME FALL FOR U WHEN I CAN'T STAND YOU MOST! TRUTH IS IM STILL A CHILD AT HEART JUST LOOKIN FOR THE LOVE OF MY FATHER...
AND CAUSE I HAVE NO FATHER I WAS HOPEING THAT U COULD GIVE ME THAT LOVE AND MUCH MORE..AND I WOULD BE ABLE TOO RETURN THAT LOVE TOO......CAUSE WE'VE BOTH BEEN HURT TIME & TIME AGAIN WE AGREE THAT WE CANT AFFOIRD TOO TAKE EXTREME CHANCES WITH OUR HEART!! SO THEIR FOR IMMA STAY A CHILD AT HEART AND KEEP REACHING 4 MY FAVORITE PILLOW.....
WHILE U DO THE SAME!!....BUT IN THE MEAN TIME I LOVE U LIKE CRAZY BUT I CANT STAND U NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT NOT EVEN AT ALL!!
contemplating suicide!?
It can keep u left alone feelin all on your own It can have u siting your rist bleeding a cry 4 help For sum it can leave u swallowing a bag of pills jus 2 numb the pain & for many it can cause all of the drinking away of the issuses thats just gonna leave u covered in red stains of being insane But not for all is it gonna end the same u feel turned on cause you been alone for so long When your own mom wont even look @ u the right way I understand U hate the fact that she treats u this way like your just the worst thing the world has ever seen How she once loved u U were once her baby girl or boy now your just a worthless thing takeing up precious space Its cold out here but u have 2 understand never give up their will always be sum one out here that will u honer u charish u most importantly LOVE U!so if you contemplating suicide this is for u I been their that note that will soon change every life.2nd guess ur self Givin dem da satisfaction of allowing dem 2 think they won is that worth ur life?LIVE 4 ME!
she will not see me weak I cant let her
I SEE THIS LIFE IS GONNA BE A FIGHT IF I WANNA KEEP IT! I KNOW PAIN IS A GAME WE ALL GOT TO PLAY! BUT I STILL DONT KNOW HOW IT IS TO HAV A GOOD DAY! YEH I LAUGH N SMILE ALL THE TIME BUT THAT DONT CHANGE NOTHING BAD IM FEELIN INSIDE! I THINK I NEED U 2 WORRY BUT U N LET ME WORRY BOUT ME! LIFE IS A ASS HOLE BY IT SELF SO Y U GOT TO BE THE PAIN THAT MAKES IT WORST? DO U EVEN CARE THAT I CRY IN MY CLOSET? DO U EVEN CARE THAT IM ALIVE ARE U EVEN HUMAN? HA, I GUESS NOT CUS U TREAT ME SO BAD! U SAY U LOVE ME N ITS ALL OUT OF LOVE BUT LOVE AINT SUPPOSE TOO HURT LOVE AINT SUPPOSE TO HAVE ATTACHMENTS! Im tired AND MY LIFE IS JUS STARTING! I NEVER KNEW A 13 YEAR OLD KID COULD YARN SO DAMN MUCH! I TIRED N JUS WANNA QUIT! BUT I CANT I REFUSE TO LET HER SEE ME WEAK! SHE WILL NOT WIN VICTORY OVER ME! I REFUSE TOO LET THAT HAPPEN!U LIK A SNEEZ THAT JUS WONT CUM OUT, UR IRRATATING AND MAKE ME CRY!
Standing as a woman
A woman becomes a woman when she realizes she doesn't always need a man to comfort her, not when she fucks FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME or gEt her period,..but when she knows she can STAND ALONE on her own at all times!! many people view girls as sluts hoes bitches and tricks but little do they know we have the most power! if it wasnt for women in my view half of america's population wouldn't even be know to man! I feel its important for young girls and women to show the REAL BEAUTY they hold with in at all times!...#baby janet said it!
My true colors are starting to shine! And I'm proud of them!
My life is a value! I deserve to stick around another day! Wat was I thinking of giving it all up! This love I feel shouldnt be looked down on by society my true colors are starting to shine through! Im special and I love me the way I am!! "I can see your true colors shining through I can see your true Colors and that's why I love u so don't be afraid to let them show, your true colors, are Beautiful like a rainbow!"
A life of Success!
I have accomplished one of my life long dreams, becoming a member of the national JR. Honor Society! Never thought I would see this day so soon! I'm only thirteen and working my way to a life of being a Life long learner! FEEL SORRY FOR THOSE WHO R NOT AS DEDICATED. LIFE WILL B MUCH BETTER IF U TRY!
Yes anything for you.
I got more than a thing for you, tattoo your name on my brain for you. Your love is only my truest value. No I'm not spitting game to you, I'll run and catch the train for you, bet money this love will be on my main review. If I could I'd go back in time for you, change what they did to you and love you more than those other few. I got more than a thang for you, pay money any thang for you. Bae this ain't spitting game to you this telling how I feel for you!
The illustration!
This illustrated picture of talent is Photoshoped! nothing is that beautiful! nothing can be so great! the picture of talent is misrepresented, it doesn't give us what the possibility of success really is! it only shows what you wish to have! never not once has it ever shown how to get it!
it didn't come with instructions, or a step by step guide to that yellow brick road!
it only showed the prize but not the price! usually I would say this isn't fair, or I'm being left behind! but this time I assume I'll just have to try! try to be the true me! try to bring out the positive you, the negative u give cannot be the reason of love or hope!
the negative u give is from that illustration of talent that has been Photoshoped to appear great but now as we the people are starting to learn, nothing not even love is that great!
it didn't come with instructions, or a step by step guide to that yellow brick road!
it only showed the prize but not the price! usually I would say this isn't fair, or I'm being left behind! but this time I assume I'll just have to try! try to be the true me! try to bring out the positive you, the negative u give cannot be the reason of love or hope!
the negative u give is from that illustration of talent that has been Photoshoped to appear great but now as we the people are starting to learn, nothing not even love is that great!
Some father figure you make
I laugh at u goofy cause u telling ppl to get home and take care of there family but man u ain't even made an attempt to hop on a plane n take care of non of yo kids that don't even know each other and we all live in Chicago! WTF kind of shit is that!
WHO'D YOU CALL THE COWARDLY FAGG?! AS MUCH AS I H8 TO TELL PPL THAT YOUR MY FAMILY I'M STARTING TO BELIEVE I WAS ADOPTED! #REAL TALK!
WHO'D YOU CALL THE COWARDLY FAGG?! AS MUCH AS I H8 TO TELL PPL THAT YOUR MY FAMILY I'M STARTING TO BELIEVE I WAS ADOPTED! #REAL TALK!
What's the meaning?
B.I.T.C.H Beautiful Individual That Corrects Hoes
C.L.A.S.S. Come Late And Start Sleeping
F.I.NA.L.S. Fuck I Never Actually Learned Shit S.C.H.O.O.L Seven Crappy Hours Of Our Life.
C.U.N.T :Cant Understand Normal Thinking
F.U.C.K:Friend U Could Keep
R.E.A.L:Remember Everyone Aint Loyal.S.E.X:Sexually Educational Xperience.
F.E.A.R:Fuck Everything And RUN ..!!Shamel!!..
C.L.A.S.S. Come Late And Start Sleeping
F.I.NA.L.S. Fuck I Never Actually Learned Shit S.C.H.O.O.L Seven Crappy Hours Of Our Life.
C.U.N.T :Cant Understand Normal Thinking
F.U.C.K:Friend U Could Keep
R.E.A.L:Remember Everyone Aint Loyal.S.E.X:Sexually Educational Xperience.
F.E.A.R:Fuck Everything And RUN ..!!Shamel!!..
Just for you
I've always wanted to tell u how much I like u, but I never found the courage, time, or confidence to do so. but now that u want to no I guess I'll have to tell u that it will be to cheesie to say I like u A LOT or I'll love u forever. but it's just right for me to say you'll be in my heart forever.
when I'm cold and alone I'll hold onto that memory of u, like my favorite pillow I hold when ever I cry. or that u give Mr goose bumps when you answer me saying "yeah " the way u do. because u asked how I feel about u, I think u should no, I'll go to hell and back just to please u.
or I'll start to shake when I don't hear from u for so long. how I feel for u could take all day so I'll just say I'll love u until forever.
I love how ur brown eyes stair into my soul when ever we do see each other and rip me of all the hurt and bitter lie I've seen. now that I no that their are ppl in the world called, lovers, friends, and family that eventually hurt their friends, I've tryed not to be that to u but to be myself! to be the self who loves u deeply, protect u through anything!
I try to be the me u want me to be and that's the true me and I thank u for that. I thank u for discovering me when I had lost myself. thank u for knowing me when the true me didn't even know it existed. thank u for love.
when I'm cold and alone I'll hold onto that memory of u, like my favorite pillow I hold when ever I cry. or that u give Mr goose bumps when you answer me saying "yeah " the way u do. because u asked how I feel about u, I think u should no, I'll go to hell and back just to please u.
or I'll start to shake when I don't hear from u for so long. how I feel for u could take all day so I'll just say I'll love u until forever.
I love how ur brown eyes stair into my soul when ever we do see each other and rip me of all the hurt and bitter lie I've seen. now that I no that their are ppl in the world called, lovers, friends, and family that eventually hurt their friends, I've tryed not to be that to u but to be myself! to be the self who loves u deeply, protect u through anything!
I try to be the me u want me to be and that's the true me and I thank u for that. I thank u for discovering me when I had lost myself. thank u for knowing me when the true me didn't even know it existed. thank u for love.
Standing My colors
I stress myself way to much worried bout wat em'effers think or got to say! For now own im keepin it 100%. U may not hear Baby Jay no more but bets believe u will see me and my true colors! Been to long that I been affraid to stand my colorS in that flag!
But now y'all im tired, tired of making myself sick, tired of all the bull shit I take in form other people, im tired of hiding me to please u all!
Take this post how ever u please u can be offended, or u can love it! Either way Jay still gonna shine! Tml if u curious about anything I said inbox if u aint got my number!
But now y'all im tired, tired of making myself sick, tired of all the bull shit I take in form other people, im tired of hiding me to please u all!
Take this post how ever u please u can be offended, or u can love it! Either way Jay still gonna shine! Tml if u curious about anything I said inbox if u aint got my number!
The Insperation of a silent legacy.
There's a reason we were born as single body humans. We weren't meant to be the same. If we were the same nothing would be diffrent! we would all think the say, love the say, and be the same.
There is a reason why God made black ppl, white ppl, gay ppl, straight ppl and, everything in between. Inadequacys are what makes us human so yes, no flaw is the same and yes, its kool to be diffrent! But no its not kool to ridicule an indivisual because they aren't the same as u.
Being affraid of change dosent make u any less of a "faggot" than the next one that comes alone. the weak are yet to be the strong only if they just hold on.
I was the weak before and at times i still am but i'm gettin over that. if i were to be be foolproof i would have nothing to strive for so. being a single bodyed human is the best thing that could have ever happend! I'm a loud GIRL living a silent legacy!
There is a reason why God made black ppl, white ppl, gay ppl, straight ppl and, everything in between. Inadequacys are what makes us human so yes, no flaw is the same and yes, its kool to be diffrent! But no its not kool to ridicule an indivisual because they aren't the same as u.
Being affraid of change dosent make u any less of a "faggot" than the next one that comes alone. the weak are yet to be the strong only if they just hold on.
I was the weak before and at times i still am but i'm gettin over that. if i were to be be foolproof i would have nothing to strive for so. being a single bodyed human is the best thing that could have ever happend! I'm a loud GIRL living a silent legacy!
A life without music...
No rythem no tune. No beat no sound! silence in the hallways of abandoned buildings. hookers with no insperation and a black traid opperation. young girls sailing their souls to please their sexual needs, all because they had no insperation. No music no life. joy? hell no.the devil dancing to the nocking of the breaking head boad of the prostitute giving her all into her pimp. all this because of no music! Noo oh noooo it wasnt allowed in their world. the "love a happieness" of al green not even the "booty drop" of a southern rapper. anything of sound that made the smile was not allowed. life with no music for these ladys is like jail with no guards. its wild, its dangerious, and most all it lonely.
No being able to grasp hold to the comfort of a negro spiritual because of the fear music gives them. what is this life their living u might ask, its a life without music. the brutal beatings of silence and the dusty kicks of lie. a life without music is like a sold out hoe with a possessive pimp. its unhealthy.
No being able to grasp hold to the comfort of a negro spiritual because of the fear music gives them. what is this life their living u might ask, its a life without music. the brutal beatings of silence and the dusty kicks of lie. a life without music is like a sold out hoe with a possessive pimp. its unhealthy.
For once I'll quote Myself To rember me.
For once I'm gonna quote myself.. I stress about the small things, never care about the big things and, always run with my dreams! To be 13 I've done a lot in my years. Made honor roll got inducted into national honor society in the 8th grade and stood up for what I felt is right. Right now I chose to quote myself so I can rember that I said this, rember I spoke the words of a silent legacy. Rember I'm apart of the brave that stood up for my self and came out to my friends. I quote myself to rember that I am always an upstander. And never easily knocked down. I quote to rember me.
Unvalued
I have been trampled by hate! Over powered by love and, raped by lies. I can't take it any more. The dark and musty womes left open from the gash of back lash and, not even disinfected by "i'm sorry."
The F*ck you updates and the never lasting 2nd dates riding with the deadly cough of tabacco smoke and wisky. Your standing at hell's gate.
Burned from the touch of dirt, bee hives and, disrespectful lie of when you might die! I am trampled by hate, over powered by love and, i've been raped by lies, filty dirty lies.
The F*ck you updates and the never lasting 2nd dates riding with the deadly cough of tabacco smoke and wisky. Your standing at hell's gate.
Burned from the touch of dirt, bee hives and, disrespectful lie of when you might die! I am trampled by hate, over powered by love and, i've been raped by lies, filty dirty lies.
To: My girlfriend.!
To my girlfriend-My heart knows I love u, its knows u care, my heart know u and I will always be there....my heart know u love me....and your heart knows its all true.
Why am I asking?
Why does Down Syndrome have to be an issue? Why can't it just be another way of life? Why does Homosexuality have to be a choice? Why can't it just be LOVE? Why do we have to be human when non of us act like it? Why aren't we all the same? Why do i question if I deserve to keep living when I haven't even started yet? Why are questions asked, and why are people an asses?
God ain't done with me yet.!
GOD AIN'T DONE WITH ME YET. I GOT A FEELING I HAVE A LIFE AHEAD OF ME THAT WILL ACHIEVE THE UNTHINKABLE...I KNOW GOD LOVES ME YOU DON'T HAVE TO PUT ME DOWN TO FEEL GOOD FOR YOURSELF, IT WONT WORK. GOD GAVE ME JUST ENOUGH CONFIDENCE TO ALLOW YOU TO NOT BRING ME DOWN...I'M GOIN TO JUST WAIT TO SEE YOU WHEN I MEET CHRIST.! ♥ #HE COMING SOONER THAN YOU THINK! GOD AIN'T DONE WITH ME YET.! ♥
Do You?
DO YOU? DO YOU HAVE A FUTURE WITH THE LIFE YOU LIVE?
DO YOU HAVE INTEGRITY WITH SUCH SPITE YOU GIVE?
ARE MY WORDS KNEE DEEP TO YOUR BRAIN OR, IS IT JUST A FIGMENT OF YOUR IMAGINATION?
DO YOU HAVE THE BRAIN POWER TO SPEAK LIKE A WOMAN AND LIVE LIFE AS A CHILD?
BECAUSE YOUR FEET FIT PERFECTLY INTO YOUR MOTHERS SHOES THAT DONT MAKE YOU "BAD, SEXY OR, A WOMAN."
YOUR JUST A CHILD PLAYING DRESS UP IN YOUR MOTHERS CLOSET.
YOUR BEAUTIFUL, WHY DON'T YOU ACT LIKE IT? YOU POP WHAT RAPPERS CALL A "PUSSY" TO SONGS LIKE ASS AND LOOK BACK AT ME.
SO YOU SAY YOU CAN MAKE YOUR CROACH SMOKE, HUH?
HAVE YOU BECOME A PISTAL THAT DEADEND MANY AND INFECTED SOME?
ARE YOU A WOMEN YOUR SAY? DO YOU PAY BILLS AFTER YOU'VE LAYED DOWN
AND ALLOWED GROWN MEN TO POP YOUR CHERRY?
YEAH, THEY'VE POPPED YOUR CHERRY BUT YOU AIN'T GET PAYED FOR IT. YOU JUST LAYED DOWN WISHING TO COME UP A WOMAN, BUT REMAINED A CHILD. LITTLE GIRL. DO YOU HAVE A FUTURE WITH THE LIFE YOU LIVE?
DO YOU RESPECT YOUSELF WITH THE GRIME THE RUB OFF OF THEM ONTO YOU?
DO YOU?
DO YOU HAVE INTEGRITY WITH SUCH SPITE YOU GIVE?
ARE MY WORDS KNEE DEEP TO YOUR BRAIN OR, IS IT JUST A FIGMENT OF YOUR IMAGINATION?
DO YOU HAVE THE BRAIN POWER TO SPEAK LIKE A WOMAN AND LIVE LIFE AS A CHILD?
BECAUSE YOUR FEET FIT PERFECTLY INTO YOUR MOTHERS SHOES THAT DONT MAKE YOU "BAD, SEXY OR, A WOMAN."
YOUR JUST A CHILD PLAYING DRESS UP IN YOUR MOTHERS CLOSET.
YOUR BEAUTIFUL, WHY DON'T YOU ACT LIKE IT? YOU POP WHAT RAPPERS CALL A "PUSSY" TO SONGS LIKE ASS AND LOOK BACK AT ME.
SO YOU SAY YOU CAN MAKE YOUR CROACH SMOKE, HUH?
HAVE YOU BECOME A PISTAL THAT DEADEND MANY AND INFECTED SOME?
ARE YOU A WOMEN YOUR SAY? DO YOU PAY BILLS AFTER YOU'VE LAYED DOWN
AND ALLOWED GROWN MEN TO POP YOUR CHERRY?
YEAH, THEY'VE POPPED YOUR CHERRY BUT YOU AIN'T GET PAYED FOR IT. YOU JUST LAYED DOWN WISHING TO COME UP A WOMAN, BUT REMAINED A CHILD. LITTLE GIRL. DO YOU HAVE A FUTURE WITH THE LIFE YOU LIVE?
DO YOU RESPECT YOUSELF WITH THE GRIME THE RUB OFF OF THEM ONTO YOU?
DO YOU?
Breaking your Silence
By the time you read this you'll probably find me crisp from a burning broken heart. By the time you read this, you still won't know half of my sorrow. I speak of hopes for justice and peace for us all, but all I get is fights and ignorent people saying "I ain't seen nothing." Stop the cycle. Break your silence. Change a life. We need your help.
Until you open your mouth and say a word, don't you dare get mad cause the world isnt't going your way .
Rember it takes a village to raise a child, but in my tribe not many of us grow up cause not many adults step in. You ball so hard every "nigga" trynna find you, but did you give back to the poor? Who are we if we don't give back? Standing at the bus stop shorts pulled down, half your ass showing. Spitting and cursing.
Some bodys grand mother is sitting next to you. I know yours tought you better than that non sense. I think you don't even care. touching lives like Oprah. Walking out like a dead beat daddy. Your just another statistic. Fighting to be like your buddy and lost your voice in the mist. Your not your buddy your just his shadow.
As a little kid you once had a dream right? To be a cow boy or doctor right? Why you stop? At the sound of a gun shot your dreams shatter and your brother falls. You have no life you have nothing at all.
Mad at the world cause no on will speak up? You want justice? You want closure? Open your mouth. Break your silence. Change a life.
Until you open your mouth and say a word, don't you dare get mad cause the world isnt't going your way .
Rember it takes a village to raise a child, but in my tribe not many of us grow up cause not many adults step in. You ball so hard every "nigga" trynna find you, but did you give back to the poor? Who are we if we don't give back? Standing at the bus stop shorts pulled down, half your ass showing. Spitting and cursing.
Some bodys grand mother is sitting next to you. I know yours tought you better than that non sense. I think you don't even care. touching lives like Oprah. Walking out like a dead beat daddy. Your just another statistic. Fighting to be like your buddy and lost your voice in the mist. Your not your buddy your just his shadow.
As a little kid you once had a dream right? To be a cow boy or doctor right? Why you stop? At the sound of a gun shot your dreams shatter and your brother falls. You have no life you have nothing at all.
Mad at the world cause no on will speak up? You want justice? You want closure? Open your mouth. Break your silence. Change a life.
My heart is the spoken reasons
My heart is a poem of spoken reasons of suffering in silence. My heart is a brick that has been frozen over the blazing heat of a chicago summer. My heart is a shinining light at open mike night. My heart is blazing, trying to hide from the wanna be "barbies" and the self proclaimed "Bad Bitches."
Sweety you trash yourself. Laying in a bed of sorrow and guilt, him breaking your hymen into trickling drops of blood making you think your a women. When your nothing more than soar and limping little girl. You lost your thrown and offically marked yourself a bitch when you lost your verginity at the hollow age of 16.
You liked it. Your the girl the 11 year old's envy. Wishing they could have lost their vergintiy by choice like you did. Them, fighting off the terror of a man who is old enough to be their father. They are being touched every night.
His nuckles stumbling across her back, ignoring the soft weeps of a child who could be his baby girl. He is a creep. He's the creep you layed down with and lost your self to by choice.
And she is the girl he took advantage of with her mom in the other room trying to convince her self that the souds she hear in the other room are just cartoons.
She dosent wanna really know those souds she hear is her baby girl's hymen slowly bursting at the seamen of the man who is slowly bring this 11 year old girl to an end.
The suicide note she wrote to her mother that said "You dont wanna know who did this to me but the guy you love is the one who made what was suppose to be love to me.
Now that he is laying over you ejackulating into your soul the same seamen he filled in me. The poisen that killed me. Behold, the suffering of my heart break is the end of my roap......By the time you read this you'll find me in my room with this note in my pocket, my right wrist slit out of horror and the tight grips of my life slowly slipping away..." My heart is the loud mike that speaks for children of all ages.
My heart is pure. My heart holds fear of the of the blazing heat of the hollow 16 i have yet to face. My heart slowly slips away....
Sweety you trash yourself. Laying in a bed of sorrow and guilt, him breaking your hymen into trickling drops of blood making you think your a women. When your nothing more than soar and limping little girl. You lost your thrown and offically marked yourself a bitch when you lost your verginity at the hollow age of 16.
You liked it. Your the girl the 11 year old's envy. Wishing they could have lost their vergintiy by choice like you did. Them, fighting off the terror of a man who is old enough to be their father. They are being touched every night.
His nuckles stumbling across her back, ignoring the soft weeps of a child who could be his baby girl. He is a creep. He's the creep you layed down with and lost your self to by choice.
And she is the girl he took advantage of with her mom in the other room trying to convince her self that the souds she hear in the other room are just cartoons.
She dosent wanna really know those souds she hear is her baby girl's hymen slowly bursting at the seamen of the man who is slowly bring this 11 year old girl to an end.
The suicide note she wrote to her mother that said "You dont wanna know who did this to me but the guy you love is the one who made what was suppose to be love to me.
Now that he is laying over you ejackulating into your soul the same seamen he filled in me. The poisen that killed me. Behold, the suffering of my heart break is the end of my roap......By the time you read this you'll find me in my room with this note in my pocket, my right wrist slit out of horror and the tight grips of my life slowly slipping away..." My heart is the loud mike that speaks for children of all ages.
My heart is pure. My heart holds fear of the of the blazing heat of the hollow 16 i have yet to face. My heart slowly slips away....
Closet Advice (for a friend)
Their is no such this as "coming out of the closet" unless of cource your an outfit with shoes to match. Many Gays are affraid of the truth so we camofloage this truth with this holding cell we call a closet. In this truth we lay alone, bodys going limp while the holes in the truth allow toxic to seep through. This toxic consisting of bigotry, lie, and defeat. Coming out wasn't easy for me. Tall hills and streams stood in my way, but I over came. Praying to the man many people told me dosen't love me 'cause I'm gay. I've asked for a path. He didn't give it to me. I asked for strength, I got very little. I guess this was my test to see how much I loved him.
IDK, about your life right now so I can't tell you whats right of wrong. All I can say is believe. Believe your strong. Take charge of your mind and plain where you wanna go. Your the blue print to a legand. Now, allow God to build your monument.
If you really wanna come out then you better be prepaired to catch the blues. Start off by asking your mom how she feels about gay people. Or, just start off by "coming out" to your friends, like I did. Its always easy to know how they feel first to kind of get an understanding of how your mom may feel.
Ask God for help and he'll lead you all the way. I'm not in your exact situation so I don't really know what to say other than dont give up, IT GETS BETTER.
IDK, about your life right now so I can't tell you whats right of wrong. All I can say is believe. Believe your strong. Take charge of your mind and plain where you wanna go. Your the blue print to a legand. Now, allow God to build your monument.
If you really wanna come out then you better be prepaired to catch the blues. Start off by asking your mom how she feels about gay people. Or, just start off by "coming out" to your friends, like I did. Its always easy to know how they feel first to kind of get an understanding of how your mom may feel.
Ask God for help and he'll lead you all the way. I'm not in your exact situation so I don't really know what to say other than dont give up, IT GETS BETTER.
Eye's Closed (stop)
I got issues in my life and I pray to God many days that I can face my fears. I walk into like with my eyes closed and filled with tears. My heart pumps at a steady pace as I swells up from the dirty show tracks of lie and forgiveness.
STOP
At my door step, while I lay down my soul at your feet to be sure you don't track non of your pig mud in my paper house cause its all I got.
STOP
With you dusty kicks to my side rupturing my minds. Thoughts spilling out onto sheets of composition note book paper. With every stroke of my pen I hear a step creeping up mu hallway.
STOP
The heavy breathing after rough and filthy sex. Seamen Is like oxygen for you. Can't go a day without it, and breath in to much you may juat turn blue.
STOP
With all your game and hiding behind lifes shame. How can you embrace the world but have a hole picked soul, rotten with failure and peeing with your eyes.
STOP
The shame and stop your game and be yourself. Every ones life isn't the same.
STOP
At my door step, while I lay down my soul at your feet to be sure you don't track non of your pig mud in my paper house cause its all I got.
STOP
With you dusty kicks to my side rupturing my minds. Thoughts spilling out onto sheets of composition note book paper. With every stroke of my pen I hear a step creeping up mu hallway.
STOP
The heavy breathing after rough and filthy sex. Seamen Is like oxygen for you. Can't go a day without it, and breath in to much you may juat turn blue.
STOP
With all your game and hiding behind lifes shame. How can you embrace the world but have a hole picked soul, rotten with failure and peeing with your eyes.
STOP
The shame and stop your game and be yourself. Every ones life isn't the same.
Dear Long Distance,...
I hate when ever your gone. I'm gonna write a letter to this long distance saying "Dear distance, please leave us alone" Your more than I can ask for and the winds you bring with you are strong enough to know God off his thrown..I'm not afraid to tell the world that I love you cause your mine, And I wanna keep it like this. Even when were dead and gone I wanna be buried next to you, better yet I want my fingers to enterlock with yours, so when we walk up to those purly gates in heaven we will walk said by said and be judged toghter cause you are a part of me. So "Dear long distance, please let us stay."
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