Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
5th Grade Came...
I miss my best friend from elementary school
We were joined at the hip until 4th grade
That’s when I got glasses and girls became the cool thing
So I was replaced by the tall kid and a bunch of leeches
We still hung out my best friend and I
But we grew apart
5th grade came we’d hang out after school but at school things changed
No longer first picked in football
Second to the dopey kid who was tall
Two years we didn’t share classes
Begged me to return to gifted my presence was immaculate
But I had no interest in added stress
I just sat in my normal class taking spelling test
End of the year party
I was invited but who wasn’t
End of the year field trip for the kids with orange belts
Wasn’t enough room for me in the hotel room
Without me budging in
I thought we’d be friends forever
Go to same university
Now you are in a universe without me
That university
I thought we’d be friends forever
This photograph won’t even last foreverI miss my best friend from elementary school
We were joined at the hip until 4th grade
That’s when I got glasses and girls became the cool thing
So I was replaced by the tall kid and a bunch of leeches
We still hung out my best friend and I
But we grew apart
5th grade came we’d hang out after school but at school things changed
No longer first picked in football
Second to the dopey kid who was tall
Two years we didn’t share classes
Begged me to return to gifted my presence was immaculate
But I had no interest in added stress
I just sat in my normal class taking spelling test
End of the year party
I was invited but who wasn’t
End of the year field trip for the kids with orange belts
Wasn’t enough room for me in the hotel room
Without me budging in
I thought we’d be friends forever
Go to same university
Now you are in a universe without me
That university
I thought we’d be friends forever
This photograph won’t even last forever
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
What we Call Individual
what we call individual
is really just a collage
a bi-product of God-Jay Electronica
is really just a collage
a bi-product of God-Jay Electronica
Monday, May 17, 2010
Raindrops
Awaken to raindrops on a sleepy window still
Wondering if sometimes God cries like a widow mourning still
Got my eyes hazed wondering if I'd woken up
Wonder how much could change if I had only spoken up
Shoulders work like coat hangers keep my clothing up
You can't control how people perceive you don't give a, hush
They will believe what they want no matter what you tell them
So I don't speak, actions echo like I am yelling
Looking to test new waters, Ferdinand Magellan
But this Columbus compass has me anchor sailing
They say the best discoveries are made by mistake
So I take the long way home, driving by the lake
Driving by her house, I'm driven by fate
I wish that we still did conversate
My life is marred by a series of wrong decisions
Feeling conned by fate, maybe I just never listened
Well now I'm all ears, patience has been purgatory
I've been locked in a room with my thoughts, sharing stories
Speaking to myself, body colliding with padded walls
Ball and chains make it to where I can't stand at all
Wondering if sometimes God cries like a widow mourning still
Got my eyes hazed wondering if I'd woken up
Wonder how much could change if I had only spoken up
Shoulders work like coat hangers keep my clothing up
You can't control how people perceive you don't give a, hush
They will believe what they want no matter what you tell them
So I don't speak, actions echo like I am yelling
Looking to test new waters, Ferdinand Magellan
But this Columbus compass has me anchor sailing
They say the best discoveries are made by mistake
So I take the long way home, driving by the lake
Driving by her house, I'm driven by fate
I wish that we still did conversate
My life is marred by a series of wrong decisions
Feeling conned by fate, maybe I just never listened
Well now I'm all ears, patience has been purgatory
I've been locked in a room with my thoughts, sharing stories
Speaking to myself, body colliding with padded walls
Ball and chains make it to where I can't stand at all
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Ben Harper - Amen Omen
What started as a whisper
Slowly turned in to a scream
Searching for an answer
Where the question is unseen
I don't know where you came from
And I dont know where you've gone
Old friends become old strangers
Between darkness and the door
Amen omen,will I see your face again?
Amen omen,can I find the place within
To live my life without you?
Monday, May 10, 2010
If I Died Tomorrow
If I died tomorrow
If I died tomorrow
Waking up to just another day
Aches in my hands pop pills relieve pain
Turn on the light box half asleep in one sock
Trying to forget the tale last night’s dreams brought
If I died tomorrow
Would it be on my couch, overdose of medication
I thought it was one pill, not seven doused
Or would it be from an accidental mistake
Guardian angel overhead appeared but it was too late
If I died tomorrow
Would anyone show sorrow
Besides my mother who told me we are on time borrowed
Speaking in tongues Lord why did you take him
He was too young first and eldest son not even 21
If I died tomorrow
I’d have a lot of questions
Like did I take my own life as a result of depression
Did I suffer to the point of mercy
Why did God finally want to immerse me
If I died tomorrow
And the world stopped spinning
Would I then get your attention
Would you pause and pray for a minute
Or would you just forget him
In my final hours will lights flash
In my final hours will my night past
In my final hours will I turn into ash
In my final hours I won’t last
In my final hours will I transcend to the stars
In our final hours will they remember who we are
In our final hours will we regret all we have done
In my final hours I will have known I am one
If I died tomorrow
How would yall react
Would y'all paint the walls black
Grief and mourning the next morning
Tears drop from faces porcelain
Like its storming through their cracked pupils
Emotions over take them like a hijacker
Feel the rush like a linebacker
Hold em back like cuticles, just hold em
Who anyone notice ? Would they believe that I wrote this
Would they see how I viewed the world as my opus
Or just forget yeah right live goes on
But this is the last you’ll hear from me
If I died tomorrow
Beauty
"They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder...but I'm beginning to see that true beauty has nothing to do with the person who is looking"- Danyo Cummings
Friday, May 7, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Thomas Edison
"Everybody steals in commerce and industry. I've stolen a lot myself. But I know how to steal"-Thomas Edison
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Limelight
Sunday, May 2, 2010
They
They show love, but what is love?
They show affection, hugs, and in return receive shoulder shrugs
They dap you up, hand shakes, head shakes, man's fake
Looking for acceptance through the liquid, man made
They show affection, hugs, and in return receive shoulder shrugs
They dap you up, hand shakes, head shakes, man's fake
Looking for acceptance through the liquid, man made
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Westboro "Baptist Church" to Protest the Play at Douglas Anderson Tonight
Go out and support your thespians.
Too disturbing to quote.
Westboro rant
Play - The Laramie Project | |||
When | Saturday, May 1, 2010 7:30pm - Parental guidance suggested for younger children | ||
Where | DA Theatre (map) 2445 San Diego Rd. Jacksonville, FL 32207
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Too disturbing to quote.
Westboro rant
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