Heart

I'm falling apart & barley breathing from a broken heart.
The feeling of a nothing ever being there.
Scared and alone.
My heart hurts.
My heart bleeds of pain and sorrow,
And yet,
My heart still beats with hope
Hope for happiness.
Hope for redemption.
Hope for fear.
and,
A Hope for love.
My Heart is one of the hardest things in my life & having words in your heart that you can't utter...is one hell of a feeling

Voice

It never failed me to be as strong as I am

It never failed me to have ambition
It never failed me to love my family, friends, and even my enemies!!!
I haven’t always been this way though.
In the past I was, scared, alone and afraid.
Of what?
Of being myself!!!
I have been told that, if I was compared to any women in history, it would be Maya Angloue
Not because of my childhood and past
Not because of my mind and soul
Not because of my inner beauty
Not even because of my accomplishments,
but because I have a voice like no other!
I have what u call “my own voice”
A voice that is truly spoken from the heart.
A voice that is confident
A voice that has determination
A voice that is original and not copy written
But I can call,
My Own

Ignorance

"It's the ignorance of others that determines this countries outcome, not the skin color of our president"
-Roo

Write

I you feel like you have the upper hand in what I do say and think
You don't like why I right
Fuck it
I can care less
I don't need your aproval or your comments
You stay doing it is that you do and I'm going to keep doing and being me.
I'm going to keep dancing
Keep running and for damn sure,
Keep writing.........

Hate You

I fucking hate you
I fucking hate everything about you
Your smell
Your face
Your smile
I never should have said I love you
I never should have let you taste or gave you the key to pandora's box.
I take back every look
Every touch
Every I love you
I fucking hate you
FUCK YOU BOY

Drama

Let me start by saying that I have had
I've had it with fake ass, disrespectful, hating ass people.
Men are dogs.
Women are bitches.
Like what else is there to do but have drama in your life.
As much as I chill and do my own thing,
It always seems to creep up and bite me in the ass.
Like no matter you do, there will always be drama
Damn..........

Grams

I sit here and wonder if this is real
Are you really gone?
Can I not pick up the phone and call you to tell you how my day was or how I ran at our track meet, or how dance class was today.
Is it real?
Did we really say our goodbyes 2/21/08?
I miss you so much and to this day, I still find myself picking up the phone and calling you.
"I'm sorry the number you have reached is not in service," is what I here on the other line.
You must have changed your number and didn't bother giving it to me.
Is this some kind of joke, I'm done laughing.
I want you to come back.
Please Grams Please!
Come back and tell me that everything is going to be okay.
Come back please to wipe my tears, kiss me on my forehead and sing something so softly to ease my pain.
I want that feeling back of love, and warmth.
I miss u so much.
Your smile, your smell, and the way you made me laugh.
Grams, I miss you