Saturday, February 28, 2009

Sacrifice.

Admitting Defeat....

I admit I've lost
I've lost out on you
I'm at my wits end
With nothing to do
Should I confess
Or just stay down
I decided my place
Fading into the background
This thing we have
I'm trying to stop it
Now all i can do is sit
and wait.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Self-Expression

I write what I feel
I feel what I write
If i wrote all of what I though
I'd be sitting here all night
This rhyme scheme is lame
It's not true to my name
But i just don't know what to say
Is been a long day
irritated me in such a way
that i cant flow
i cant vibe
I guess I'm just confused inside.

So Much For Not Caring.

Smh, I'm def full of it.

I pretend I don't care
I pretend you mean nothing
I want to cut you off so bad
But we both know I'm bluffing
Turt says come clean
If I hold it inside I will rot
He wants me to tell her
But we both know I'm not
I don't wanna screw things up
between me and you
even though I'm at this crossroad
where I can't decide what to do
but screw it
I'll keep it all bottled up inside
Cause the only thing worse
than my feelings for you
Is definitely my pride.
SMH.

I Dared to Care

I dared to care and look where it got me
Experiencing numerous feelings that have been dying to get free
I'm hot, I'm cold, I'm up, I'm down
But thats nothing compared to when you're around
i front and I flaunt that you meant nothing.
But my downfall is that i got way too trusting
I started to care and that's def not my swag
I got confused, i thought i wanted to bag
I was buggin.

Melodramatic

You make me laugh
I make you cry
You say I'm cruel
You ask me why
Why I'm acting so weird
Truth is I dont know
Can't hide from my feelings
Cause theres nowhere to go
I dont know why I waited so long
I don't know why these feelings grew strong
All i know is now those feelings are gone
Soon you will be too, it won't be long
Til I move on......I've moved on lol.

My Best Friend

Footballs don't judge
Footballs don''t question
Footballs dont remind you that in every problem there's a lesson.
Footballs....they listen.
Footballs. They pay attention
When footballs respond there's nothing, that they forget to mention
They're tough when you need em
They're always around
I know in the end....my football will hold me down
Lmfao (random poem....popped in my head watching the mock draft.)