| So yeah... 2003-11-17 06:36:27 ET
Being me just got a lot harder. Three tests in two classes in two days. hmmm... not so much fun.|
Why's the man always gotta keep me down!?
<ADDITION> You know what's starting to piss me off... those damn sorority girl cute messages like "Always remember to never frown... You never know who could be falling in love with your smile" or "SMILE!! it's the 2nd best thing you can do with your mouth" and then they put one of those winking things... I fucking hate it. I want to yell "USE A DIFFERENT LINE NEXT TIME YOU DUMB BITCH" but then I realized that they are just ignorant.<END ADDITION>
| Yo... 2003-11-16 10:48:40 ET
I wish I was a white rapper. I would rock da hunnies as I rock da mic...|
And still keep my natural American heritage without conflicting with my dreams on being an artist and someone who has things that are worth listening to...
My name would be "J Shwizzle" and my krue would be da "Schwizzlers".
<...i am so NOT joking either...>
| Tell'em Al... 2003-11-13 23:08:22 ET
"If A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut." |
Just found this one. I wish I said things like this in an intelligent manner.
| Passenger Seat... 2003-11-13 11:41:16 ET
Looking upwards I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you are driving me home. "Do they collide?" I ask and you smile. With my feet on the dash the world doesn't matter. When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride. When you need directions then I'll be the guide for all time.
| Boo Yah... Poetry... Blah!! 2003-11-12 18:35:04 ET
Read if you want... I don't really care. I wrote three yesterday and two today. Good lord am I inspired. I'm spreading all of them around on the web. They'll all find their way to my Poetry site sometime.|
"In the Shadows of the Sun"
Under this dark tapestry of thoughts and words to say
Stuck in this gross travesty
Seeking to hide
Something lost in this helpless gaze
And I'm yours... so yours
So I guess the question now is how?
How do you look through me?
How do you see me true?
My structure is open and bare to the wind
Sway me back and forth bringing me all the closer to breaking
But the point has not been met
Not been tested
Never been seen
All the while
It looms ahead of me
So sleep close, sleep tight tied to my heart
If it's parting you want
Then you will take part of me along for the ride
Rough as it may seem and still smooth to the touch
And it's quite apparent as you raise your finger in the air
Picture me there, here and everywhere
With a slight touch to my forehead we are alone
And I am no more by myself with my sorrow on a plate
Serving it on a bed of compassionate hate
And every which way it'll taste all the better
Fueling appetites and leaving it empty and broken
And it's good now
So good I cannot catch up with my smile
It runs ahead hoping to win the race
But still my mind doubts the faster
And if it's love you want
Then I am the vessel
Because I cannot stop from pouring myself dry
...empty just never crossed my mind