GOOD BYE

Your love came as fast as it left. You blinded me with a moody regret. Sometimes you were hot, sometimes you were cold but your actions never spoke louder than words. Acting the opposite of what was said and i dont even regret the day we met. You see i dont hold grudges i just never forget. A man like you is only a threat.
A threat to my self-respect that i must protect. Just be happy with the fact that you made me wet. But wet is not even the word, it was more like sweat, thats why with you im all set. Your job is all set and done but walk away dont run. We had a little fun and at the end we both won, so now from you i will shun,
because your love is worse than a gun.
What i write i mean.
I'm convinced im not your queen, and now is time to clean
this crazy caffeine. At the end im not your fiend. This is only a scene
of a chapter of my book about my life at eighteen.

I am HERE

Without finding a way to start this stanza
I want you to think of me as a bonanza
not to make money, which over your head takes
but to create changes, that you forget to make.
I like to start by reminding who's reading
that the man I'm dedicating this to likes succeeding.
& this love for success captured my mind
but his addiction to the grind, leaves me sometimes blind.
Never blind enough to be a fool,
i know im not your tool.
I trust you blindly
because a lie from an old good friend is much unkindly.
and it is funny you were in my face the whole time,
while im in the street content with nickles and dimes.
& i know you can rhyme..
but boy, im coming into your life sublime,
because im tired of being a prime.
All i ever had was zero and myself
every man that had me put me in a cardborad shelf.
I'm hoping you come through with something much stronger.
something i can hold on to, that lasts much longer.
Feelings took over my seemingly planned out life,
lucky enough between you and i, it wasn't a strife.
you disected my heart, using a sweet knife,
& now with you i dont mind playing husband and wife.
I love US together,
you are like the tough leather,
and as your decoration I'm the sour feather,

& i'll be right here with you despite the weather

The Gift Of Life

We are born believing life is a gift but i must bring a little shift. I believe we are the gift to this life. Our flesh brings us to life until we die. Without the matter we would only be energy so divine and i admire our design because we are able to survive from the malign we can decline. We cure our own scars with maintance and time, and im talking about physical odds because spiritually we are the strongest gods. Able to accomplish anything we want if we put our mind to it, it will be done and from the negative things we should shun. The problem is we treat life as if it was a materialistic gift but we should see through the rifts that from the negative we should drift. Happiness does matter, but it is not made from matter It is made from energy, You should be flatterd. To be content it is easier or harder than it seems. It depends on how hard you dream to achieve because if you are convinced you can defeat dont be surprised of all the ideas you can conceive. Now if you become blind with ambition and greed dont blame it on your need to achieve. You wanted money all along, money is endless. You'll never finish wanting the fiction
and we cant turn ambition into another social addiction. It's okay if you want the best but when money is gone happiness shouldn't be put to test, feelings shouldnt be repressed, but humas nowadays are obsessed with the monetary system i detest. I suggest you start living life as the spirit you are. Imagine what would make you happy if the flesh was gone. Embrace the simplicity our ancestors lived through, the innocence of our own child we once knew.

hmmm... so We, the females are suppose to be the princesses of this world right? Thats why since we are little they promise us a pink world, with a beautiful blue prince and a garden full of flowers..... they just dont tell us we must also prepared to break our backs keeping the world pink... or how the blue prince might just be a loser wrappeed in aluminium foil... or how the garden full of flowers its actually a garden full of drama. ... but nooo they dont tell us none of that. The Tv does not help what so ever. At first it use to paint the picture that us women would stay home doing chores for our hard working husbands. Then they would come home to a loving family, the woman would feed them and they lived happily ever after. THAT ACTUALLY USE TO WORK FOR ME INSTEAD OF THE PICTURE THEY PAINT NOW. Now what we see on Tv is a miserable woman who stays at home, who secretly has absolutley no time for herself because "thats the way its suppose to be", whos husband comes home to treat her like shit, and he cheats on her and she knows but thats perfectly normal because "thats the way things are nowadays".... WAIT WHAT WHAT WHAT... REWIND THAT PLEASE?......Isnt all this just a damn shame? Dont people see that by accepting reality how it is, and normality as it comes you are only supporting the mediocrity and failure that overwhelmes the bond between a woman and a man. Like wtf is wrong with people nowadays? Okay Bimbo i understand where you are coming from... you got played like 30 times(nobodys fault but theirs apparently), every man you meet its always hiding something, and you are just sooo sick and tired of looking for love You want to kill yourself. I FUCKING GET IT. So then you proceed to join the DOGS of this world, BECAUSE EVERY MAN IS THE SAME. (have you thought about how shallow that sounds?) If the only men you see are the pretty boys with money that look mad good. In other words if all the guys you ever like all are the same at the end of the day, then you are a shallow ass bitch. point blank. nothing more. Do not blame your bad method of choosing on other people. Men might be dogs yeah, but look at females now....cant really talk too much. We had more argument before females decided to become "dogs", back when being unfaithful was still a horrible thing. Look at it this way. what do we have now? A BUNCH OF FEMALES WHO ARE TRYING SO HARD TO BE LIKE MEN, BUT COME SHORT BECAUSE WE ARE NOT MEN, AND BECAUSE THE WAY THEY BEHAVE ITS NOT RIGHT. this is the truth. Everyday females care less about other females(like they ever cared about each other anyway)... so this resuts in massive homewrecking. Honestly i dont know what goes through those female's minds. I am not saying im perfect, far from it. But i would never support a motherfucker doing the last thing i want any man doing to me. EVERY HOME WRECKER IN THIS WORLS HAS MENTALLY SURRENDER TO THE WAY MEN ARE. THEY HAVE SETTLED FOR THE SHADOWS BECAUSE THEY SUBCONCIOUSLY DONT BELIEVE THEMSELVES WORTH IT TO GET THE BEST ON THEIR OWN. EVERY HOME WRECKER'S SELF-STEEM IS IN THE FLOOR UNLIKE THE WAY THEY MAKE IT SEEM. TO PUT YOURSELF IN THAT POSITION YOU HAVE TO HAVE LOW SELF-STEEM. I DONT GIVE A FUCK HOW FUCKED UP BITCHES CAN BE NOWADAYS, OR HOW FUCKED UP MEN CAN BE. I WILL NEVER SUPPORT WHAT I DONT BELIEVE IN. I JUST DONT GET HOW SO MANY FEMALES HAVE SURRENDER THEIR POWER ALREADY. THE REVOLUTION HAS JUST STARTED ;)... peace and much love

I am so lost

So here it is. My new official first blog post. I been meaning to make one but i was procrastinating, just with like about everything i do... except a blogg is just that lol. I'll get to my procrastination in real life another time... for now i will figure out how this works because im lost. I shall also add im excited that the celtics just won that humorous game, filled with energy thanks to Rondo,and 3's thanks to Allen. Can't wait for game 4. will we sweep?