America my dear..
Keep our souls near.
Too many shirts saying Rest In Peace
You see me as a lesser me.
How can that be?
It seems like genocide.
At least from my eyes.
I don’t blame white people
For not seeing us as equals.
We’ve been desensitized
Black people dying is so common that it doesn’t make the news.
Bloods singing the blues.
Prisons are filled with faces that resemble mine.
Even looking through a prism i can see were behind enemy lines.
But I don’t blame YOU.
You will remain you until you see it through my eyes.
I leave the house knowing that a white man can take my life
At any time
Claim he was threatened
And get off scotch free.
To you we are peasants..
“Who gon stop me”
Oh… hi officer.
You say I look lost sir?
All I did was make a U-turn
And look that made you turn
Hah. One day i’ll taste freedom and it will be delicious.
Your inner sense
And lack of innocence tells you not to trust us…
It’s just us.
My skin pigment will forever mean no justice.
Case closed. Why bring me before a jury when you’ve already judged us?
Why wake up in the morning when I know both my own race and whites would love to see me fail?
You can be as blind as you want. But the words are in braille.
America my dear..
I don’t know what you see in me
I hope its more than the scenery
its quite possible here is where i need to be
sometimes.. i feel flustered
cause my mind is constantly cluttered
full of thoughts i never uttered
you got me finding euphoria
while surrounded by paranoia
you never cease to amaze me..
the true definition of a lady..
i don’t really wanna pass that up
i know its love and i’m stuck in lust
damn.. there i fucking go again
i got feelings to but i wont ever notice them
maybe from time to time
i treat you sub par knowing you’re sublime
this could start a war but its worth it
a queen like you deserves to be worshiped
that might occur but i doubt it
i’d rather you whisper than to shout it
nothing last forever however love is timeless
we can last together loving you is mindless
i’ll call you so you can hear my vocal joints..
eyes stuck on you, you maintain my focal point
shes got me going places it usually hurts to go..
not sure if this is love, but definitely vertigo.
you know who i am may differ from typical me
you know way more than just physical me
Fell in love with you, I won’t ever try to climb out,
you logged into my heart, I pray you never go to sign out
I don’t know what you see in me,
I hope its more than the scenery,
words can’t describe how much your love means to me
Although our love isn’t traditional,
the love stands unconditional.
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.
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.
It seems that every thought that crosses my mind
Is constructed with the same design
I hope I’m on your brain
Because you’re imprinted on mine
I can have different point of views
But with everything I do
The only point is you
I’m trapped in a room and the walls are made of mirrors…
I’ve had plenty separate visions but this is clearer
I suppose this is permanent
Now I see the light and wonder where the curtains went
And why they tried to fight
I’ve been evading this for so long
And I don’t even know why
Continuously escaping when I should’ve tried to hold on.
But instead I told lies.
I see you even when I change directions
I see you beside me in my reflection
You see me and accept my imperfections…
I want to save this image
Proof that real love doesn’t diminish
You know all of my secrets.
I won’t let this glass fall to pieces
If we ever chipped or cracked or even shattered
I’d pick up each bit real fast as they scattered
I’d accept every cut and try to put us together
I shouldn’t have rejected our forever
Kings and their men
May not be able to put it together again
But my faith, my love, and my hope can.
You are to me what magnets are to a compass.
I’ll never underestimate the things we can accomplish. The Bonnie to my Clyde, always by my side. My accomplice.
I don’t want to get attached. Don’t want to learn to depend on you then be left to drown in the deep end. This is where the weak ends. But i’ll still see you on the weekends. Your friends still trying to peek in, put in opinions on something they didn’t put in on. Well go ahead and listen to em. I thought you were different from em. Party on. Party on. Prom night nigga.