Staring at your hour glass shape. Not caring it’s an hour past 8. 2 hours past late for work and I didn’t call in. You got something I could slip and fall in. I don’t want to leave this bed. My peace. My serenity. Maybe I’m forming a dependency. I watch you close like an enemy with hopes you don’t have to remember me. Instead.. I’d rather fall asleep to your hair in my face, and wake up to your morning breath.. sunny days are nice but I enjoy when it’s storming best.
How I got images to uphold,
I still got images to upload,
My Instagram don’t once close.
Last year I had to ask to use the bathroom in school
Now you expect me to make real life decisions
How can you blame me for acting a fool
Textbooks are bibles. I studied what was written.
What was written doesn’t help me in real life.
What I’m living isn’t as simple as wrong versus right.
What I was given seems like a knife to a gunfight.
I’m trying to back flip through taxes
while these asses throw axes
And tell me to survive.
For now I’m alive.
You ever been defeated?
So many times
to the point where it depleted you?
Almost deleted you?
I guess i just lied to the reader.
Lied to myself as usual.
I’ve filed down my nails to the cuticles
so I no longer cut myself.
How is it, that i love everyone but myself?
Yet, I’m hurt by all
You heard me fall.
The screams, the yells.
Me begging for help.
Or maybe you didn’t notice the signs,
or you did,
you just weren’t focused on mine.
All caught up in life and its hopeless design
and all I could manage to get out were whispers.
Like a cat and its whiskers,
you helped me balance.
You hawked me down and trapped me in your talons.
Brought me to new heights
just to let me go?
well. Let me go..
You were the only one that could save me.
I was too young
You were young too but …
I was too young
What can I say? What do you want me to say? That was back in the day, them Acura days.
When I was acting afraid. You happened to say your favorite phrase,
“Punk you hatin”
then said “I missed my period”
Which is weird because you don’t ever use punctuation.
I know it’s a text but uhhh, maybe I didn’t hear well.
Well, it aint fair but i responded “Farewell.”
You applied for welfare checks because we don’t live in Bel-Air
It’s hell here.
Each time, i feel we grow
& come back to what we know.
More than just the highs and lows..
Don’t get caught up in the moment, moments always fade.
I’m not trying to go forward to look back
like “damn, I should have stayed.”
I could keep pictures to relive the memories
but I’d rather live them back with you.
I laugh at your quirks and your tendencies
but I love everything you do.
The way you dress,
the way you smile.
When you get dressed,
it takes a while.
But, it’s worth it every time.
You look perfect every time.