tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70186691432985991972011-09-05T06:51:40.044-07:00Expressing my thoughts and presenting them for all to see. I know you will enjoy. Now, indulge in my words.....perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.comBlogger871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-61565467505939997752010-12-08T12:14:00.000-08:002010-12-08T12:16:04.888-08:00What can you say about potential<br />That hasn't already been said<br />I speak, you notice<br />I quote, you repeat<br />I move, you watch<br />Yet you compare and<br />I am less than<br />You must be kidding<br />The here and now of me<br />Is greater than the<br />Next and later of he<br />You know it is the truth<br />It scares you<br />So....<br />I state, you dismiss<br />I vow, you laugh<br />I leave, you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6156546750593999775?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-87961641161042009012010-11-11T13:24:00.000-08:002010-11-27T11:11:55.195-08:00I never meant to harm you<br />Love was all I ever wanted to do<br />Now you are running from me<br />You said our love could never be<br />So scared to move from the past<br />Don't think that love is meant to last<br />And all the things I thought could be<br />Won't be happening for you and me<br />I know these lines are simple<br />But love was all I ever wanted to do<br />Just respect epiphany and<br />Take my love from these words<br />Is all I can ask<br />Love in retrospect is clear<br />Can't love you now because you are not here<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8796164116104200901?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-13889076788260873852010-09-26T13:36:00.001-07:002010-09-26T13:38:17.865-07:00I stand in awe<div>You came back into my life</div><div>The only one I had</div><div>Real complications with</div><div>The only one that threatened </div><div>My life</div><div>You are here</div><div>In front of my house</div><div>I was having a good day</div><div>Then I see you</div><div>Frozen in fear I am</div><div>Unaware of your presence</div><div>Until now with no way of</div><div>Placing obstacles in your way</div><div>Open space</div><div>A victim's worst nightmare</div><div>A victim I could be</div><div>Front page news because</div><div>We will fight this time</div><div>As you approach </div><div>I pray for strength</div><div>But I can't move</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1388907678826087385?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-28495878958813027242010-09-26T13:15:00.000-07:002010-09-26T13:18:44.947-07:00A change gon' come they said<div>It has</div><div>The work is still there to do</div><div>Still work ahead for me and you</div><div>I sense the urgency</div><div>The call to act</div><div>It has been a long road</div><div>For those before us</div><div>A long road for us also</div><div>The road is different now</div><div>Do not be swayed by singular successes</div><div>That times are easier</div><div>That would be false</div><div>The fallacy, they want you to buy into</div><div>You see the disparity</div><div>You see the hypocrisy</div><div>You see the illiteracy </div><div>You see the confusion</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2849587895881302724?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-48863104583689734602010-09-26T12:48:00.000-07:002010-09-26T12:50:49.370-07:00Today, I am gong to believe<div>In the impossible</div><div>Today I will look up at </div><div>The sky because it is purple</div><div>I will believe that one day</div><div>You will be mine</div><div>That life was not that mean</div><div>That the moisture on my face is not </div><div>Tears</div><div>That my heart was not that foolish</div><div>My eyes that naivee</div><div>I can move mountains</div><div>Conquer the world</div><div>Rewind time</div><div>My heart is not broken</div><div>Because the sky is purple today</div><div>Since I believe it to be </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4886310458368973460?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-8354406647263664332010-09-26T12:35:00.000-07:002011-07-16T10:26:38.545-07:00A boy comes down the stairs<div>To sit at the breakfast counter</div><div>Southern cuisine awaits him</div><div>He blesses his food</div><div>Grabs his fork</div><div>Morning, mother</div><div>She turns around from the stove</div><div>Morning, son, hurry so that you will not miss the bus</div><div>Yes, mother, I am aware of the time</div><div>How did you sleep</div><div>I slept well</div><div>He drinks his water and guava juice</div><div>Mom, he says</div><div>Today will be hard for me</div><div>She stops what she is doing to smile at her child</div><div>He continues</div><div>Today will be hard because</div><div>Everything will be new</div><div>I am not so certain that I know what to do </div><div>Still smiling, she moves toward her son</div><div>What do we say when things get hard</div><div>He looks up from his plate</div><div>He starts</div><div>Everyday is a new day</div><div>Full of blessings</div><div>Things new and unknown will happen</div><div>So I carry the Word of God</div><div>In my heart and on my tongue</div><div>To safeguard me</div><div>From hurt and danger</div><div>The mother proud of her young son</div><div>Says are you prepared for the world today</div><div>He stands to his feet</div><div>Mother, I know I am prepared</div><div>He declares</div><div>Thanks for reminding me</div><div>Good son, you know I love you</div><div>Go catch the bus, now</div><div>He runs to grab his backpack</div><div>Then to the door</div><div>He stops before running out</div><div>To go hug his mother</div><div>As they embrace</div><div>The mother thinks</div><div>Is she prepared for the world</div><div>She has to face today</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-835440664726366433?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-90394473397034165622010-09-12T12:11:00.000-07:002010-09-12T12:24:29.035-07:00What joy did you get from mistreating me<br />What pleasure from deceiving me<br />Loading me to believe the fallacies<br />Trusting you to care about me<br />Because I care about you<br />And you know that is true<br />Many people like to play those games<br />So many that it amazes me<br />That you picked me<br />As a player<br />When I made it clear<br />I don't like games<br />By the time I realized<br />I was too deep in the game<br />To find the best way out<br />Must unplug to escape<br />Never to plug it back in<br />You could have picked a more willing player<br />But you chose me<br />I cannot participate in your foul play<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-9039447339703416562?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-9771826895153683602010-09-12T11:53:00.000-07:002010-09-12T12:00:59.262-07:00I will no longer fight your lust with my love<br />No more tearing away your flesh<br />To get to your heart<br />Combat your wandering eyes<br />With my captivating smile<br />I fell for you<br />The you that you showed to me<br />Never fully knowing your totality<br />Wishing now that I did<br />Heard all of your wonderful aspects<br />Experiencing any of them was<br />Few and far between<br />Deducting me from the equation<br />Is the only feasible solution<br />Only way to mend the pieces<br />What is left of my heart<br />So I will no longer fight your lust<br />With my love<br />No more tearing away your flesh<br />To get to your heart<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-977182689515368360?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-55610417982804986582008-11-08T12:32:00.000-08:002008-11-08T12:35:13.426-08:00Freedom<br />It is in sight<br />Right around the bend<br />More than what I ever dreamed<br />Today though I am not dreaming<br />I am stuck in place<br />Stagnant in life<br />Unhappy although grateful for my blessings<br />Although many feel that you cannot be both<br />Working to live<br />Check to check<br />I make due<br />Hoping to have better dreams<br />New dreams that will make my old dreams<br />So common that they become reality<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5561041798280498658?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-6418634346729258312008-11-08T12:30:00.001-08:002008-11-08T12:32:55.767-08:00Can't sleep<br />Unsettled<br />Staring at you<br />Looking comfortable<br />Probably dreaming about something selfish<br />How did I get here<br />Not physically but mentally<br />Lying next to a stranger<br />We were good at a time<br />Good for each other<br />Love resided in our home<br />Memories and time passed<br />Laughs and conversation and sex<br />Took place<br />I did not see this coming<br />Unsure of where the turning point was<br />Downward is the direction though<br />Because I have not slept well for months<br />While you say you are more rested than ever<br />That does not ease my worry<br />How did I get here<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-641863434672925831?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-86198438251789138502008-10-08T13:04:00.000-07:002008-10-08T13:08:44.925-07:00Tell him what he is doing wrong<br />Explain why he is alone<br />Why he never had a relationship<br />The reasoning behind love's absent<br />Role in his life<br />Scrutinize his efforts for perfection<br />His language proper<br />Clothing fresh and neat<br />Open mind and accepting heart<br />Adventurous, respectable and courteous<br />How none of these things have worked<br />How people took advantage of his kindness<br />Tried to make him weak<br />Nevertheless he still seeks real love<br />Still wants real love<br />Tell him what he is doing wrong<br />Explain why he is alone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8619843825178913850?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-90856434192903069862008-10-08T13:00:00.001-07:002008-10-08T13:11:17.127-07:00Funny almost<br />Amusing when<br />You say<br />Each time I reach out to you<br />That you miss me also<br />Of course after I said I did<br />It would be unkind<br />To do anything else<br />You would not blatantly hurt me<br />That is one thing I know<br />For sure<br />What I do not know is<br />How someone that misses something<br />Never does anything to show<br />That to be true<br />If I waited on you to contact me<br />I would be buried before you did<br />Do not save my heart from real pain<br />The wait time kills me anyway<br />Set me free since I cannot do it myself<br />Make me leave at least<br />That shows you did care<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-9085643419290306986?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-5101804849521184922008-10-08T12:53:00.000-07:002008-10-08T12:58:50.900-07:00Love is a journey<br />That no one knows but<br />Everyone remembers<br />I am now on that path<br />Took the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">detour</span><br />Down the one way street<br />Full of bumps, bruises<br />Little light and much confusion<br />I was once in a state of bliss<br />Before I saw the sign<br />The sign that said love<br />Was ten miles ahead<br />Gave me time to contemplate<br />Whether or not<br />I did<br />I will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">persevere</span><br />Something tells me<br />It will be worth the trek<br />This journey to love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-510180484952118492?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-77256480815009968362008-10-08T12:49:00.000-07:002008-10-08T12:53:42.453-07:00I know that I usually just post my poetry. (Thank you for anyone that has ever read any of my work and I hope that it was inspirational and thought provoking.) But I had to let you all know of a perfectly amazing cd "Fearless" by Jazmine Sullivan. If you love R&amp;B and like music that you will not hear on the radio thirty times a day, then I suggest you PURCHASE her cd pronto!!!! You will not be dissappointed. My favorites are the phenomenal "Lions, Tigers and Bears", the moving "Live A Lie" and the truth "Bust Your Windows".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7725648081500996836?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-53673388928104131232008-10-08T12:46:00.001-07:002008-10-08T12:49:25.673-07:00Pleasant dreams<br />At night<br />Constant daydreams<br />I have<br />My perfection<br />My perfect mate<br />Flawless to me<br />I envision you<br />Come to me<br />Become real<br />So my fantasies can be fulfilled<br />No white horse or glass slipper<br />Necessary just<br />Pure and<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></span> unadulterated<br />Honesty<br />Future love for me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5367338892810413123?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-5852375388235368102008-10-08T12:44:00.000-07:002008-10-08T12:46:09.278-07:00Thanks for the sneak peek<br />Into what a great relationship<br />Would look like<br />I had no clue<br />That it would even be possible<br />For me to achieve<br />But now because of you<br />I know I can<br />Give my one hundred percent<br />Waiting for the one<br />That gives me the same return<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-585237538823536810?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-61415917392338937372008-08-25T08:33:00.000-07:002008-08-25T08:36:34.083-07:00Say what you will<br />About the way I act<br />Guarding my heart<br />From the cruel world<br />Protecting myself is necessary<br />No one else is here to do it<br />This heart of mine<br />Is the only one I have<br />Safeguard under lock and hidden key<br />This is my heart<br />I rather not share it with you<br />Too valuable to me<br />Although the local society benefits<br />From this heart of mine<br />One on one though<br />I will not do<br />Because this heart of mine<br />Cannot be used<br />Torn or abused<br />So call me selfish<br />With my heart<br />But mine it will stay<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6141591739233893737?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-12645375370456901582008-08-11T16:16:00.000-07:002008-08-11T16:22:53.487-07:00Rolling my bags down the path<br />At a fast and steady pace<br />I head towards<br />My acceptable mode of transportation<br />Not far behind me<br />We at least not in physical distance<br />Are you running after me<br />Pleading for one more chance<br />To make it right<br />Like you said it would be from the start<br />I pause for a second only in my mind<br />To think about us<br />The potential I saw<br />The good times, the promises<br />The whistle blows for the final boarding call<br />I hand my luggage to the attendant<br />And glance at you in mid stride<br />Wishing you put this much energy in<br />Us before now<br />I value my time and you knew it<br />Yet you refused to make a commitment<br />The excuse of a busy agenda<br />Only lasts for so long<br />I told you my goals<br />Told you that I am a stress reliever<br />Said the honest truth<br />Even when it hurt me<br />Not saying that you did anything wrong<br />But timing plays a huge role<br />In where I am now<br />Sitting in the b-class seat<br />On the 12 o'clock to the City<br />And you running by my window<br />With regret and sadness on your face<br />Beautiful you are<br />Inside and out<br />I will miss you<br />But this train is departing<br />And you should be beside me<br />In the seat that is paid for<br />That my laptop now occupies<br />Valuable me<br />Valuable time<br />I bid you adieu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1264537537045690158?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-43679399713696780822008-08-05T10:43:00.000-07:002008-08-05T20:47:44.381-07:00The time has come<br />For me to break this down<br />For those that seem not to understand<br />The providers for unappreciative supportees<br />Not matter what they do for you<br />It is not enough<br />I view the stress you have<br />On your face and in your hands<br />I hear the frustrations<br />I do not sympathize<br />Is loneliness that scary<br />That we allow people to use<br />Miscellaneous facades<br />As gateways to our resources<br />Do we believe the lies<br />Seek comfort in them<br />Because reality hurts us so<br />Strengthen your heart<br />Open your mind<br />Let go of unnecessary baggage<br />Trust and believe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4367939971369678082?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-49072003793205294362008-08-05T10:28:00.000-07:002008-08-05T20:46:05.002-07:00Just passed by you<br />Now laughing to myself<br />You disguise your look as<br />Disdain but you cannot<br />Change the color of those eyes<br />The window to your soul<br />Greener than dew drinched grass in May<br />How could you look at me that way<br />You hardly know me<br />I know that I am impressive<br />You could be also if you really tried<br />I place my heart into improvement<br />Internal and external<br />Maybe that shows and you are mad<br />At yourself for not doing your best<br />But it would behoove you<br />To see my example and raise your standards<br />Not hating on me with<br />Looks and words<br />Wise people live and learn<br />Others are irrelevant<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4907200379320529436?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-21699117683701903942008-08-05T10:26:00.001-07:002008-08-05T10:28:43.347-07:00Tired<br />I have been good for so long<br />Maybe I should let this<br />Other side out for a while<br />Get into somethings<br />That would be considered<br />Bad<br />Thoughts may overtake me<br />Persuade me<br />Contemplating the dark side<br />Making money with my body<br />Playing tricks just to get ahead<br />So many do it<br />They all benefit<br />Temporarily<br />Maybe since I look at the long term<br />I know I cannot do<br />Those things<br />They are very tempting though<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2169911768370190394?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-384185647349423252008-08-05T10:24:00.000-07:002008-08-05T10:26:24.234-07:00Reinvent<br />Refresh<br />Away with the old<br />Need a vacation<br />Must do something<br />A new look<br />Nothing too drastic<br />Just enough to feel<br />New, renewed<br />Fresh<br />Wanting to replace my regular stares<br />With double takes<br />Bold enough to do it<br />Complete overhaul<br />Be prepared<br />It may be too much for most<br />But maybe it will peak<br />The right one's interest<br />Next up<br />Me anew<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-38418564734942325?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-55608154902906232302008-08-05T10:20:00.001-07:002008-08-05T10:23:12.020-07:00Ever want to just float away<br />No cares<br />No obligations<br />Just you<br />The beach and a strong mojito<br />That is how I feel<br />When I am overwhelmed<br />Life is more than I expected<br />I am neither ill-equipped<br />Or unprepared<br />Just a little overwhelmed<br />I have to stop sometimes<br />Take a deep breath<br />Reevaluate<br />Find strength<br />When life supplies none<br />Will power to live<br />Victoriously although<br />Every now and then<br />I am overwhelmed<br />I close my eyes<br />And imagine the beach<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5560815490290623230?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-69552231362190242022008-08-05T10:17:00.000-07:002008-08-05T10:19:40.225-07:00On this day<br />I vow<br />To myself<br />To never allow<br />Anyone or anything<br />Come between<br />My goals and myself<br />That my present<br />Destroys all past<br />Hurt and pain<br />That my present<br />Projects an astounding future<br />Full of joy<br />And that my present<br />Reflects the true me<br />Absent of unnecessary influences<br />I vow to grow<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6955223136219024202?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-58640289170591447732008-07-13T07:19:00.000-07:002008-07-13T07:22:49.863-07:00Hard fought freedom<br />Struggles beyond your imagination<br />Pain now showcased in museums<br />Real people fought for you<br />Had foresight to save generations after themselves<br />Spoke prolific words<br />Performed heroic actions<br />Ordinary people<br />Turned iconic<br />For you all to emulate and surpass<br />But in return<br />You repay them by being so much less<br />Offspring of the fittest survivors of slavery<br />Now not even a shell of the past<br />Do you know what you could and should be<br />Stop blaming<br />Aim for the stars<br />Attempt to succeed<br />Your failure to act<br />Hurts my soul<br />Please act<br />Move<br />For you and generations upcoming<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5864028917059144773?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-92204150492838507492008-07-13T07:16:00.001-07:002008-07-13T07:19:35.291-07:00Familiar territory<br />Defending my singleness<br />Why don't I have someone<br />Is a good question<br />That should never ever<br />Be asked<br />I do have someone though<br />I am Nobody's Nobody<br />That is me<br />Not who I want to be<br />Not content<br />Dealing with it<br />Moving forward with my life<br />By myself<br />Some people are meant<br />To live alone<br />I know I am one of<br />Those people<br />I give of me<br />Little return<br />That is not why I do though<br />I give for love<br />I live for love<br />Love moves<br />Love breathes<br />Love is me<br />Self love will suffice<br />The first love<br />I know well<br />So when you see me<br />Know that love lives<br />In Nobody's Nobody<br />From a future unknown<br />I pull from<br />Feast on the reassurance<br />Of reciprocity<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-9220415049283850749?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-46364835291373062262008-07-13T07:14:00.001-07:002008-07-13T07:15:41.851-07:00Approach<br />Weak<br />Maybe you don't know<br />Top notch<br />Uber fly<br />Me<br />Average clone<br />Style-less plain<br />You<br />I could work with something<br />But you are not workable<br />It is quite clear<br />You cannot<br />With me<br />Be anything<br />Past associate<br />No disrespect<br />It is just quite clear<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4636483529137306226?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-76687989005842178072008-07-01T07:54:00.000-07:002008-07-01T07:59:08.060-07:00I can't figure out<br />If I am more mad or sad<br />I just keep staring at you<br />How could you<br />Why would you<br />You idiot<br />I was so good to you<br />You wait this long to reveal<br />The truth<br />I turn my head towards the sky<br />Wishing that I had the power<br />To make it rain<br />Because I know the tears<br />Are about to flow<br />I will not allow you to see me<br />Release emotion<br />I rather walk away<br />And I rather stay away<br />I was so good to you<br />So good<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7668798900584217807?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-3873842640912431062008-06-10T09:19:00.001-07:002008-06-10T09:21:45.605-07:00They told me<br />That you came<br />To my front door<br />Knocking<br />I guess you were expecting<br />Me to be at home<br />My neighbors<br />Nice but nosy<br />Said you were there<br />For a while after<br />The knocking<br />Lounging on my stoop<br />Awaiting my return<br />Many times before<br />I posed the question<br />To you about what you<br />Would do when<br />I am not there<br />Don't keep waiting for me<br />I had to go<br />Had to leave<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-387384264091243106?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-58324100752103091482008-06-10T09:16:00.000-07:002008-06-10T09:19:06.143-07:00Now that I am down<br />I can write this<br />Given my current<br />Outlook I feel this<br />Feeling that goes<br />Beyond black and white<br />The grey area<br />That many say does not exist<br />I live in it<br />Something nonexistent<br />I am that<br />Reality that fades to unreal<br />Because you refuse to believe<br />You are what you see<br />In the mirror<br />Drugs, alcohol and the lime light<br />Give you blinders to reality<br />Fading out all that should<br />Put you on the right path<br />So you fade out my words<br />Erase my voice<br />Eradicate my existence<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5832410075210309148?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-54596166537095963162008-05-13T17:14:00.001-07:002008-05-13T17:16:31.237-07:00I know what you<br />Are thinking<br />What if you just<br />Approach me<br />With your best line<br />And I reject you<br />How would you feel<br />Don't think you could deal<br />But on the real<br />I see you watching me<br />I am amazed you are<br />Saying "Hello" was the first step<br />Now go ahead<br />Be bold<br />Ask what you really want to know<br />I am waiting<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5459616653709596316?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-87518049913131644332008-05-13T17:12:00.000-07:002008-05-13T17:13:48.884-07:00You blow like the wind<br />Change represents you<br />Not the good kind<br />You try to exude<br />Confidence<br />But when real confidence<br />Comes through you question it<br />And stand in awe<br />You should be questioning<br />Your value<br />I rate you close to<br />Trash<br />I try not to judge<br />I may fail at that<br />You fail at life<br />Call it like I see it<br />So float away<br />Like debris on the highway<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8751804991313164433?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-10719538671434005742008-05-07T20:41:00.000-07:002008-05-07T20:44:13.413-07:00I have this relationship<br />That transcends beyond just one<br />But to most of my relationships<br />Sometimes I feel bipolar<br />Unsettled in an ever changing world<br />Extreme emotion<br />Loving this thing<br />Hating the same thing<br />This hate/love is crazy<br />Is it just me or<br />Do we all sway like branches on<br />A gusty day<br />Wanting to maintain balance<br />More consistently<br />This is achievable<br />I know it is<br />I am sure of this<br />Am I<br />Hate/Love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1071953867143400574?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-84028758883963901562008-05-07T20:38:00.000-07:002008-06-10T09:23:50.859-07:00It's me<br />I hope the other two voice mails<br />Actually got deleted<br />They did not accurately express my feelings<br />I am more level headed now<br />Had to vent<br />But back to the business at hand<br />I liked you<br />I really did<br />But you gave me no alternative<br />I must move onward and forward<br />Words and actions did not align<br />Although we always had a good time<br />Wishing I could press rewind<br />But I have to remind myself<br />That the lesson was learned<br />The page now turned<br />New chapter ahead<br />I wish you well<br />Instead of hell<br />Love yourself enough<br />Not to waste your own time<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8402875888396390156?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-24868597081298429722008-04-29T04:56:00.001-07:002008-04-29T04:58:53.280-07:00Smile<br />You called me beautiful<br />Peered into my eyes<br />Talked to my inner child<br />Made it credible<br />How could someone so physically flawless<br />Be so kind to me<br />Look at me with approval<br />Not for my beautiful mind<br />But my external covering<br />It has to be genuine<br />I mean you looked me in the eye<br />So why now days after<br />Our encounter<br />Do I feel like<br />A reject of that model contest<br />Not worthy of you showing my photo<br />What shifted your initial view<br />Awaiting your response to my calls<br />Or just text something<br />Anything<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2486859708129842972?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-69688964947902769362008-04-29T04:54:00.000-07:002008-04-29T04:55:57.819-07:00I hear something speak<br />It comes from inside<br />Driving me to more<br />Pushing me to rise<br />Should I answer the call<br />Never doubting the feelings<br />Doubting the world<br />And its readiness<br />To see me completely on point<br />The desire is too strong<br />For me to ignore<br />I accept the mission<br />Now I have 20 seconds<br />Before the message self destructs<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6968896494790276936?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-36232485018069172232008-04-29T04:51:00.000-07:002008-06-22T07:33:33.922-07:00Closing the door<br />I can taste the leftover<br />Honey residue<br />After three and a quarter hours<br />The physical begs for rest<br />While longing for more<br />My mind is in a state of confusion<br />Did we really just contort our bodies<br />Like that<br />I felt so good<br />Run some water<br />Splash my face<br />Open the medicine cabinet<br />Looking for a band aid<br />You had to be a biter<br />Finding some whipped cream<br />Why do you have it in here<br />And you said you were new to this<br />I should have known<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3623248501806917223?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-88332523727849218282008-04-26T06:09:00.000-07:002008-04-26T06:12:47.559-07:00Search for balance<br />We all seek<br />Comfort<br />In you I found<br />Knowledge and wisdom<br />Strength and valor<br />Kindness and generosity<br />You possess<br />Why then would you be<br />Off balance<br />Maybe not you<br />But your life<br />You are balanced<br />You let life tip the scales<br />Allowing people to weigh you down<br />With fallacy<br />Frivolous words that cause you pain<br />Temporary happiness<br />That has the potential to destroy your soul<br />If the words and actions<br />Don't balance and align<br />Loose the weight<br />Truly be free<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8833252372784921828?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-24716837637740607942008-04-26T06:02:00.000-07:002008-04-26T06:07:50.891-07:00Funny how the world turns<br />You move away but things<br />Never change<br />This place remains the same<br />People change sometimes<br />Others are mirrors of their kin<br />If I ever thought I would be back<br />Would I have done things differently<br />Knowing more now than then<br />How could I have changed<br />I only knew little<br />Understanding now the inevitable<br />I feel as though<br />I was prepped for more<br />Outstanding may then be sub par<br />Many are called with purpose<br />I hope that<br />My purpose comes to full bloom<br />And that the fruition of that<br />Purpose comes hastily<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2471683763774060794?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-92185338135080408792008-04-12T05:20:00.000-07:002008-04-12T05:25:11.233-07:00Finally the vacation<br />I deserve<br />All inclusive<br />Yet exclusive<br />Trip paid for<br />And as I lock my door<br />View a well cleaned place<br />I smile<br />It is the weekend<br />This getaway destination<br />Is all too familiar<br />Just did what I had<br />To do to get a fresh look<br />To my apartment<br />Because you took me through hell<br />And it made its way<br />To my humble abode<br />How dare you invade my domain<br />With drama<br />Order is back in place<br />Time now to relax and<br />Enjoy the fruits of my labor<br />I like this resort<br />I would come here again<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-9218533813508040879?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-30437857674195550992008-04-12T05:06:00.000-07:002008-04-26T06:08:27.475-07:00Pushing past most<br />Exceeding the expectations<br />Driving towards excellence<br />Yes I do complain<br />Why settle for mediocre<br />If I was happy<br />There then<br />You would have never<br />Met me here<br />So I complain<br />So I can be content<br />On a plateau<br />Far above plain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3043785767419555099?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-83626437748634531042008-04-12T04:59:00.000-07:002008-04-12T05:05:31.377-07:00Off balance<br />Right feels wrong<br />Wrong feels amazing<br />But still not where<br />I need to be<br />Something threw me off<br />Brought me down<br />Was it the environment<br />No one fighting for<br />Social change<br />Plug me back in<br />So I can recharge<br />Leading again<br />Moving once more<br />Setting the marks<br />I will be back<br />Can you stand more<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8362643774863453104?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-75444084088530363682008-03-30T05:49:00.000-07:002008-03-30T05:52:07.230-07:00I am tired of being the victim<br />Time to take control of the wheel<br />Do somethings that would make<br />Janet blush and put Lenny on hush<br />Dominant from start<br />Blazing the path<br />Pulling you along<br />Whether you want to or not<br />You have no choice<br />Because you are the one caught up<br />Too scared to stop<br />Not knowing where the road may lead<br />I have my fun with you<br />How would you like the role reversal<br />Me free of emotion<br />You full of it<br />Instead of your usual bull<br />I laugh at the thought of that<br />Better be glad<br />I am too good for that<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7544408408853036368?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-21043023040140035292008-03-30T05:37:00.000-07:002008-03-30T05:45:18.639-07:00It has been a while<br />Since the beginning<br />Never even imagined this being a possibility<br />But now that I am here<br />I yearn for more<br />Hope changed to a dream<br />A dream to a probability<br />A probability to now<br />This present was a pleasant surprise<br />Offerings of love, respect and longevity<br />Words I have always longed to hear<br />Something though<br />Something makes me rethink it all<br />So I hesitate to make a commitment<br />No one is on the side<br />At least on my end<br />What is my reasoning, you ask<br />Nothing other than this feeling<br />Pleading with me to<br />Stop<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2104302304014003529?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-24826050488712563512008-03-22T05:03:00.000-07:002008-03-22T05:05:40.726-07:00My heart needs<br />My body needs<br />My soul needs<br />And you are not available<br />My need now is to move on<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2482605048871256351?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-59030000720658442482008-03-15T07:03:00.000-07:002008-03-15T07:08:02.869-07:00What happened to us<br />We should not be at the state we are in<br />Disapproval of what is just<br />Placing more energy into<br />Things that do not mean<br />Anything<br />Knocking down people that ask you<br />To live by human morals<br />All you see is the external covering<br />How much that makes us different<br />From all others that walk in shoes<br />Trying to reverse laws to make things<br />Separate again<br />I do not understand<br />I come from but by favor, grace and mercy<br />I am not a product of<br />That ridiculous mentality<br />Call me stuck up while I succeed<br />I improve the people that<br />Want to change<br />Values<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5903000072065844248?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-46872507942585021842008-03-01T17:06:00.000-08:002008-03-01T17:07:43.060-08:00Where to begin<br />I guess I should start<br />At the beginning<br />But I will start<br />At the end<br />So much pain is there<br />So back to the beginning<br />But that is all a blur<br />Maybe the middle<br />But the middle was the beginning<br />Of the end<br />The relationship seems like<br />It was all a waste<br />What did I learn<br />I learned from each and every<br />Mistake<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4687250794258502184?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-26414764578522421722008-02-14T04:33:00.000-08:002008-03-01T16:56:30.410-08:00When will I find the one<br />That understands all that I do<br />Now let me say this<br />I am not perfect<br />I get many things wrong<br />You may not believe I am human<br />I do have this "S" on my chest<br />But I have more than one kryptonite<br />This though is about you<br />And all those like you<br />That step to us superpeople<br />Playing games, wasting time<br />Only prolonging the inevitable<br />When we are on your planet<br />We must turnoff our<br />Super-ears, super-sight, super-speed and much more<br />Just to appease egos<br />Why do we learn this lesson the hard way<br />That red kryptonite is the worst<br />Fly far away and fast<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2641476457852242172?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-36451728377025387672008-02-10T04:51:00.000-08:002008-02-10T04:55:52.432-08:00And how was I supposed to know<br />How you felt<br />Did you ever say anything about it<br />This was new<br />With no definition<br />It is not like we spoke about anything beyond superficial<br />But whenever we did<br />I liked what I heard<br />And wanted to hear more<br />Wasn't sure if I was falling or not<br />I had to figure out what to do<br />Should I tell you or let it go<br />Continue on with the current flow<br />Contemplating taking the risk<br />I like being forward<br />Either be honest or say nothing<br />So I decided to tell you<br />Took you to a neutral zone<br />Tried to turn small talk to something serious<br />But the reactions lead me to play it off<br />Maybe you knew what was ahead<br />Or maybe afraid to hear what you thought I would say<br />Just wanted to be real<br />No pressure<br />But I just had to tell you<br />And now that I haven't<br />I wonder what would have happened if I had<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3645172837702538767?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-77174798534685499202008-01-31T04:46:00.000-08:002008-01-31T04:52:50.185-08:00I am well versed<br />Not because it is rehearsed<br />But because I have been tried<br />Time and again<br />Through those times, tests and trials<br />I have gained<br />Strength, courage and wisdom<br />Growth<br />So I encourage you to press<br />Onward, upward and forward<br />Because the Good Book says<br />Do not become weary in well doing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7717479853468549920?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-24765861562029844842008-01-30T03:20:00.000-08:002008-01-31T05:00:44.371-08:00I wear yellow today<br />Because I am happy<br />Death finally came<br />And I buried you<br />No, I am not morbid<br />I had to put that to rest<br />The old me is gone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2476586156202984484?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-88584071837465302602008-01-30T03:19:00.001-08:002008-01-30T03:20:00.736-08:00Why can't I fly away<br />Why can't I go away<br />This place<br />Why do I feel trapped here<br />Struggling to stay afloat<br />Looking for the life boat<br />Looking for the life<br />Here<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8858407183746530260?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-3398242929244936452008-01-30T03:15:00.000-08:002008-02-06T05:41:31.833-08:00Life is all just a show<br />Even with you<br />I expected more<br />That's what you told me<br />I believed all the stories<br />Never again, will I be that naivee<br />Time tells the truth<br />You put on a face each night<br />Getting ready for your performance<br />I watched<br />Not knowing that I wasn't in the audience<br />I was apart of the act<br />Stunting on me<br />Like I was one of the hoes<br />Could this really be me<br />Living for the moment<br />Tricked into something that<br />I said I would never do<br />Trusting in this sense, is new<br />I learned my lesson<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-339824292924493645?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-83081139325530637572008-01-20T12:31:00.000-08:002008-01-20T12:51:59.673-08:00I come to you in your confusion<br />I come to you out of respect<br />I come to you with a different mindset<br />You look at me with disdain<br />As I walk through your hood<br />As I walk through your church<br />As I sit at your table<br />Diversity scares so many<br />Although it is preached so often<br />Why do you let fear overtake you<br />Why do you seek to push me away<br />What if I hold the answers you need<br />What if I have the cure to your illness<br />You judge my external while I do no wrong<br />You judge my actions that cause no harm<br />I am glad that I don't treat you like you treat me<br />I accept that you may not understand me<br />But I ask that you, judge not<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8308113932553063757?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-12749535721686945352008-01-20T04:06:00.000-08:002008-02-12T07:29:04.225-08:00Frustration settles in my soul<br />Seeing people that succeed with no souls<br />You have direction that redirects like the wind<br />Silly women, silly men<br />While people of purpose fail<br />People with respect trail the pack<br />You blend instead of standing out<br />Would not know what is right<br />From the fallacy presented on reality TV<br />You made it but for what<br />And you are quite foolish<br />Missing the clown makeup<br />Frustration re-fires in my soul<br />Grow up, grown up<br />Peep real game and emulate<br />Because the game you push is a disgrace<br />You don't know much<br />Information lacking<br />Class-less and attacking me<br />Silly women, silly men<br />Replace, upgrade, maintain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1274953572168694535?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-59601352597487157552008-01-17T07:20:00.000-08:002008-01-17T07:43:30.876-08:00Anticipating our rendevouz<br />Expecting it to be a tryst<br />Since the last time had been a while<br />Didn't want to jump right into it<br />I did miss your presence too<br />We did our usual<br />Catch up, laugh up, cuddle up<br />Oh how I missed this<br />Could do just this each and every day<br />What happened to the tryst<br />I am content though<br />Just laying here with you<br />In our own little world<br />You make me feel so comfortable<br />And I hope I do the same for you<br />As you carress my hand<br />I try not to drift to my dreams<br />Enjoying our time together<br />It's getting late so I need to be ready<br />For the next day of work<br />You walk me to the door<br />We part with some kisses<br />And as I sit in my car<br />I can only wonder<br />What happened to the tryst<br />Am I the only one<br />Or maybe intimacy is enough<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5960135259748715755?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-37762270778110556042008-01-12T05:17:00.001-08:002008-01-12T05:19:09.986-08:00A love that I never thought<br />I would have<br />It sneaked up on me<br />Caught me by surprise<br />Its treasures are nestled in<br />Obscure, alluring locations<br />Whether traveling by foot, car or rail<br />You provide me with captivating<br />Sights and sounds<br />A flavor unique<br />A treat<br />I Heart DC<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3776227077811055604?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-63973434483180658742008-01-12T05:08:00.000-08:002008-01-28T05:03:57.790-08:00Once again I am sitting<br />Pondering the reasons<br />But very few come to mind<br />Of how I am, no, was stuck<br />On you<br />With all the claims of honesty<br />Why shouldn't I believe you<br />Maybe it was your friend's honest eyes<br />Or the repetitive sorry lies<br />Or the slight changes you made<br />Like I did notice not<br />You are so unappreciative<br />So sad<br />And it makes me mad<br />Mad at me<br />For continuing, giving you another chance<br />One too many<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6397343448318065874?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-17261785269969884542008-01-10T20:21:00.001-08:002008-01-10T20:24:53.482-08:00All I wanted was for you<br />To love me<br />To see me<br />For all my potential<br />To appropriately assess<br />The situation<br />And see that I could make it<br />Trying to perfect me<br />Will take time<br />I expected patience from you<br />Because that is what you preached<br />But ye of little faith<br />Doubt me now<br />Bothering me with petty things<br />You see my frustration<br />But hardly provide alleviation<br />I hope that the current outlook<br />Does not deter you from helping me<br />To my goals<br />That is why you are here<br />For me<br />To push me to greatness<br />But you refuse now to be here<br />Vacating the role that is<br />Necessary for immediate relief<br />Why would you turn from me<br />Leaving me to possible desperate measures<br />Is this to prove something to me<br />Or something to yourself<br />I am unsure<br />Yet I will continue<br />Along this path alone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1726178526996988454?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-71944024080583624992008-01-10T20:08:00.000-08:002010-09-12T16:20:20.657-07:00It should come to no surprise<br />That you wish for my demise<br />I assume you wanted the best for me<br />Want me to proceed positively<br />That assumption stopped short of expectation<br />When you showed your true colors<br />The anger red, the envy green, the coward yellow<br />Why don't you want me to succeed<br />Progression should be highlighted in our community<br />I guess it is unlikely for someone like you<br />To speak well and wish well of someone like me<br />Your ungodly desires frustrate me<br />Pressuring me to act out in ways that I usually do not<br />My past caused an effect on my present<br />But I will not let it direct my future<br />Blocking all things that have your stamp<br />Erasing your mark from my life<br />Resolving the pain and anguish you<br />And those like you have caused<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7194402408058362499?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-59669812651241680092008-01-04T03:16:00.000-08:002008-01-04T03:19:19.062-08:00I want to know what say and where to go<br />How to get my point across<br />Reveal my feelings<br />This is not going to be easy<br />I want to be more<br />Maybe not your everything<br />But someone to share part of my world<br />And part of yours to be shared with me<br />The land of No Definition<br />Is tricky<br />No definition means no boundaries<br />And without those<br />How do I know how to act<br />Solely on instincts or should I be more calculated<br />This is unchartered territory for me<br />So I have no map<br />I want to get it right<br />Because of differences make it interesting<br />I wish you saw it like I do<br />And how much I want to<br />Know<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5966981265124168009?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-54398308807818195942008-01-04T03:12:00.000-08:002008-01-04T03:14:41.447-08:00If you fail me now<br />What will I do<br />Change to someone desperate<br />Out of pure hurt and despair or<br />Rebel against you and the machine<br />What does someone like me do<br />When backed into a corner<br />Fight to conquer or fight for flight<br />Either way<br />A battle must ensue<br />So take up your swords<br />For now is the time<br />Daylight approaches<br />And I await<br />Your choice<br />So that I can choose mine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5439830880781819594?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-76907837125355687572008-01-04T02:58:00.000-08:002008-01-09T05:21:23.679-08:00Honestly, he wasn't right for you<br />You want me to tell the truth<br />He wasn't that into you<br />He never called you beautiful<br />Or made his lies believable<br />He didn't care if you knew<br />This breakup was way past due<br />Now you are calling me on the phone<br />Trying to understand what went wrong<br />But you just were too blind to see<br />I stayed out of your relationship<br />Although it was hard to see you hurt<br />I hoped that you would grow from this<br />So you could find a new relationship<br />One that would work<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7690783712535568757?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-55518132811911343912008-01-01T07:57:00.000-08:002008-01-31T04:53:44.933-08:00Haven't felt this good<br />In a long time<br />And I would say<br />It is a long time coming<br />Feelings of joy<br />Trump all the pain<br />Forgetting the past<br />Embracing the present<br />And smiling at my future<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5551813281191134391?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-35567518172399588502007-12-30T05:47:00.000-08:002007-12-30T05:51:15.087-08:00I heard the conversation<br />And had to compare<br />The laughs, the words, the attention<br />Until it was all too much<br />Feeling hurt, I had to explain the mistake<br />More mad than I expected<br />Blaming myself for not seeing what was evident<br />Blaming myself for allowing this to happen<br />I am worth more than just<br />Another notch on your belt<br />And more than someone just to pass by time with<br />I believed that was how you felt about me<br />But how much more wrong could I be<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3556751817239958850?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-40227260932050557002007-12-30T03:13:00.000-08:002007-12-30T03:15:03.229-08:00You doubted my every move<br />Thought I had nothing to give<br />Wished for my demise<br />Plotted my destruction<br />Counted me down and out<br />But today as I smell success<br />Staring at my infinite possibilities<br />Assured that positive things are around the corner<br />And knowledgeable of God's grace &amp; favor<br />I speak a firm notice to you<br />To stay out of my way<br />Get behind me and<br />Watch as I shine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4022726093205055700?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-162061612860490292007-12-30T03:11:00.000-08:002007-12-30T03:13:05.301-08:00Who would have thought<br />I would be waiting<br />For a phone call<br />Anticipating your voice<br />Strong, assertive<br />Confidence exudes from every pore<br />So much so that I can't deny what I feel<br />But I can't believe<br />This is me now<br />After all<br />No one thought I was worthy of something amazing<br />Even if you are not that<br />You have renewed my hope<br />And I thank you for that<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-16206161286049029?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-2500953192937470102007-12-20T11:24:00.000-08:002007-12-20T11:27:09.391-08:00If you had the choice<br />Between him and me<br />What would the judging criteria be<br />Looks, money, a degree<br />Those must not be all on the list<br />Because I win in all categories<br />So there must be more that<br />Satisfies your needs and wants<br />I know sex does not mean<br />That much to you<br />To forget about everything I am<br />You have not even given us a real chance<br />Does it really weigh that <br />Much to you that you would<br />Pick him instead of me<br />If so just let me know<br />I wish you said from jump<br />That you were a ......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-250095319293747010?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-44864435275007123782007-12-20T11:14:00.000-08:002007-12-20T11:16:08.545-08:00Your words to me<br />Have never been kind<br />Always had yourself in mind<br />Selfish to say the least<br />Playing games with me<br />Pretending like you really cared<br />Deceit is your middle name<br />The other two I won't repeat<br />Did you get pleasure from my pain<br />Thought I couldn't stand the rain<br />But karma is now my friend<br />And this time<br />On its agenda is revenge<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-4486443527500712378?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-34787470729109139392007-12-20T11:09:00.000-08:002007-12-20T11:12:42.925-08:00I don't care if you need my help<br />No concern for you anymore<br />Did too much with no return<br />Invested money, time and trust<br />All were wasted because you were<br />Wrapped up in lust<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3478747072910913939?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-74507486400807772342007-12-20T10:23:00.000-08:002007-12-20T11:08:58.961-08:00One of my loves is MUSIC. People say that there is not a lot of great music out there any more but I beg to differ. I do believe that music is not made the way that it used to be but I still feel that a lot of great artists exist. I have generated a short list of songs that are on albums that are not singles but more than just album fillers and songs from artists that haven't released an album yet.<br /><br />Steph Jones (unreleased) - All Girls<br />Steph Jones (unreleased) - Mr. Ordinary<br />Mary J. Blige - Work In Progress<br />Lupe Fiasco - Go Go Gadget Flow<br />Lupe Fiasco - Go Baby<br />J. Holiday - Betcha Never Had<br />Musiq Soulchild - Millionaire<br />Musiq Soulchild - Betterman<br />Mario - Skippin'<br />Toni Braxton - Take This Ring (from Libra)<br />Cheri Dennis - Dropping Out of Love<br />Drake (unreleased) - Brand New<br />Alicia Keys - Wreckless Love<br />Timbaland - Release<br />Kanye West - I Wonder<br />Kanye West - Barry Bonds<br />Rihanna - Breakin' Dishes<br />Rihanna - Sell Me Candy<br />Amy Whinehouse - Tears Dry Own Their Own<br />Britney Spears - Radar<br />Jazmine Sullivan (unreleased) - In Love With Another Man<br /><br />The unreleased artists you can find on MySpace and for those that like alternative music. I am really feeling "Hero/Heroine" by Girls like Boys.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7450748640080777234?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-85592718473398175202007-12-17T06:14:00.000-08:002007-12-17T06:17:11.054-08:00He kept telling you to stick to the script<br />You are in the background<br />Where you agreed to be<br />Not thinking you would need<br />More than temporary happiness<br />You were happy at first<br />It was fun<br />Sneaking away at night<br />Off to go get some<br />She didn't have to know<br />Because you weren't going to fall in love<br />But time told a different story<br />The rhythms changed from fast to slow<br />Having him near back priority<br />And now she must go<br />You want the spotlight, the car, clothes and title<br />Number two's always lose<br />Time for a rewrite<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8559271847339817520?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-13096656542241165862007-12-17T06:02:00.000-08:002007-12-17T06:06:50.627-08:00Still<br />In awe of what happened<br />Who knew you held in that type of fire<br />Voices raised to unheard decibels<br />And it all came from you<br />Usually I was the one to yell<br />This time I was silenced<br />Your pain, your anger<br />It caught me off guard<br />I know I messed up<br />Still<br />Watching you hail a cab<br />Who knew you would pack up and leave<br />Vacating my heart and home<br />And you refused my apology<br />Unusual situation for me<br />Most times I look<br />Outside my window for possibilities<br />Right now, my pain, my tears<br />Has me replaying the moments<br />I know I messed up<br />Still<br />Looking outside my window<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1309665654224116586?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-75909307535394444802007-12-15T09:04:00.001-08:002007-12-15T09:06:08.334-08:00You never know<br />When the blessings will come<br />Or how they will come<br />But when they come<br />You are more excited than ever<br />Times may be hard<br />But YOU are here<br />More than ever<br />And I thank YOU<br />Praise YOU<br />For the favor<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7590930753539444480?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-58795877242243912412007-12-15T08:49:00.000-08:002007-12-15T08:56:36.784-08:00You never made it easy for me<br />The sacrifices you took<br />Have been thrown in my face<br />So now you call me selfish<br />Am I now undeserving of love<br />Our disconnect will affect<br />Everything in my future<br />But all you see is that<br />I am not there for you<br />Do you see<br />How when I am there<br />You are not there for me<br />Should I continue to sacrifice<br />To appease you and others<br />Should I admittedly be unhappy<br />To make you happy<br />Why can't I take this time now<br />To figure out how to deal<br />Now matter what I say you don't understand<br />You want me to make the same sacrifices<br />That you made<br />But where did that lead you<br />Here or there does not change love<br />And you should know that<br />Let me decide<br />Because circular conversations<br />End up in headaches or heartbreaks<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-5879587724224391241?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-8333135658372387952007-12-15T08:42:00.000-08:002007-12-15T08:44:42.692-08:00Sitting here alone<br />Thinking about you<br />How you acted a fool<br />A fool on me<br />Sitting thinking about what I did wrong<br />What should I have changed<br />What could I<br />Treated you better than your last<br />Gave you everything<br />You never had to ask<br />You wanted more and I compiled<br />And now after all this time<br />My feelings for you are gone<br />Stop calling<br />Just leave me alone<br />Ice run through my veins<br />My heart now cold<br />Because of you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-833313565837238795?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-60461165729739235702007-12-13T13:16:00.000-08:002007-12-13T13:18:55.871-08:00Sitting inside these walls<br />Plotting and planning my escape<br />I have to be free<br />I have to leave<br />Why can't it just happen<br />Why can't I be free<br />I dream of the exodus<br />I can even smell the fresh air<br />Right after I rise<br />Hoping the barriers can be broken<br />Exiting and never returning<br />Giving me life<br />And yet I am still here<br />Please let me go<br />Please let me leave<br />I have to<br />I need to<br />I want to<br />Be free<br />I will have my exodus<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6046116572973923570?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-67124685783360257422007-12-12T14:15:00.001-08:002007-12-15T09:00:29.237-08:00Easy is not how I would explain my life<br />And your absence play a huge role<br />Hate and anger still rest in my heart and soul<br />How more selfish could you be<br />Your excuses never meant a thing to me<br />How hard did you really try<br />If you did<br />It is not evident<br />Not in my life at least<br />Where was learning to know about your child on your priority list<br />I laugh at all the people that called you<br />A good person<br />That I should want to know you<br />Yet I remained without you<br />My formative years passed<br />Never to be repeated<br />Lessons learned, fears faced, memories made<br />How could you not care<br />Mistake or not, I am here<br />Another fatherless black male<br />Just like you<br />Like thousands more<br />Who will stand and break the trend<br />Who will make amends<br />The injustice served to me and those alike<br />One day I will let go<br />Because you will reap<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6712468578336025742?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-30035251419286013942007-12-11T15:08:00.000-08:002007-12-30T03:16:53.836-08:00Stuck in this perpetual motion<br />My feelings for you<br />Can't decide where to go<br />I search for you<br />I search for answers<br />The motion continues<br />Times are good<br />I feel as though there is a light<br />To end the confusion<br />Then things happen<br />And I am back<br />In a state of uncertainty<br />I want to stop this motion<br />But the only way for me to do it<br />Is to let go<br />And that is not what I want<br />I want you to stop this for me<br />Provide me with the words necessary<br />To soothe this pain<br />To solve this equation<br />To end this back and forth<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-3003525141928601394?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-82073018447963151962007-12-09T16:33:00.001-08:002007-12-11T15:08:15.595-08:00I sit pondering my future<br />Education pushed to me<br />To advance you must succeed<br />Post grad has left me jobless<br />Unable to pay the these bills that<br />Keeping coming<br />Regardless of income<br />I become frustrated<br />Trying to emulate the<br />Amazing alum of my alma mater<br />To become greater than I can<br />Even imagine<br />But no one will give me my break<br />The frustration becomes fuel to the<br />Power needed to generate the brain<br />I think, therefore I am<br />And I will be<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-8207301844796315196?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-68714462573487408532007-12-09T16:26:00.000-08:002007-12-09T16:32:41.889-08:00I changed for you<br />Rearranged me so you could fit<br />But unbeknown to me<br />You could have cared less<br />Now is that not just sad<br />Perfection conforming<br />For something sub par<br />Placed you on a pedalstool<br />And fed you caviar<br />To call me upset would not encompass<br />My entire anger<br />The fire inside that always ignited<br />When you spoke that name<br />No longer exists<br />Because you have been dismissed<br />I will be moving on<br />As a matter of fact, here comes the next<br />Au revior<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6871446257348740853?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-24904712978978598962007-12-09T16:15:00.000-08:002007-12-09T16:16:32.614-08:00Why is it ringing again<br />I know it is you<br />Can't be anyone else<br />Calls at this hour<br />Only come from one source<br />I thought I cut you off<br />Guess I was mistaken<br />I press Ignore once again<br />Sending you to voicemail<br />Wonder what message you will leave this time<br />Will it be one<br />Pleading for forgiveness<br />Requesting my immediate attention<br />Cursing my very existence<br />Declaring your overwhelming love for me<br />I call to check it and hear<br />The incoming call beep<br />Now you know I am awake<br />Just great<br />Twenty more calls from you<br />Please let me go<br />It would behoove us both to move on<br />I could get some sleep and peace<br />And you could<br />Well I don't really care what you get from it<br />And as your name flashes again<br />I switch my cellular off<br />Say a prayer for your sad soul<br />And head to dreamland<br />To dream of Something New<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2490471297897859896?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-73994330561973483552007-12-04T05:25:00.000-08:002007-12-04T05:27:31.568-08:00You should have told me<br />What I meant to you<br />How things were<br />So I could appropriately prioritize<br />Now I am here<br />Explaining my pain<br />To someone who is putting up<br />No fight<br />As the words flow out of my mouth<br />I wait and anticipate a response<br />But still you put up<br />No fight<br />Honesty promised<br />But little information revealed<br />And now you sit in silence<br />As I display anger and hurt<br />Not much is done to console me<br />Don't you see that I cared<br />Trying to oblige your requests<br />Cater to your likes and needs<br />Not sure where to go from here<br />But as long as you put up<br />No fight<br />Nothing else seems feasible<br />Staring at the Dead End sign<br />Hoping that it is just a sharp turn<br />That new road and direction are<br />Hidden past this sign that<br />Someone just forgot to take down<br />The reality is that maybe this is the end<br />Still you put up<br />No fight<br />Maybe this is your subtle way of letting me down<br />Not wanting to offend<br />I guess I should take the hint<br />As the many that I have been given before<br />But I felt that you did care<br />Your mouth that spoke life and promise<br />Now is void<br />No fight is needed if you never cared.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7399433056197348355?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-79442769622220892072007-12-04T05:24:00.000-08:002007-12-13T13:20:02.172-08:00Dreams, sweet dreams<br />Dreaming of achieving my goals<br />Dreaming of making amends<br />Dreaming of happiness and peace<br />The dream ends<br />I open my eyes<br />Smile on my face<br />Feeling real good<br />Better than good<br />Knowing that I can conquer any obstacle<br />Knowing that I am almost unstoppable<br />Check the late night text<br />That I feel asleep waiting on<br />Phone still in my hand<br />Then something doesn't feel right<br />I wake up and arise from my slumber<br />And realize<br />I am here<br />Here<br />And my mind, body and soul scream<br />For freedom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-7944276962222089207?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-14072279253238437182007-12-03T07:51:00.000-08:002007-12-03T08:35:38.116-08:00Words chosen carefully<br />Painting a picture that<br />Should have been a reflection of<br />The past<br />Yet little did I know<br />It was the present<br />And the present<br />Would be the unwanted<br />Gift to mess up our future<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-1407227925323843718?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-26316543561425205162007-12-03T07:48:00.000-08:002007-12-03T07:50:18.980-08:00It is a good place to be<br />Especially at genesis<br />And I thought we were there<br />Because you told me that was<br />What you always gave and expected<br />So I adhered to your request<br />And every time I opened my mouth<br />The words that flowed like water<br />Were filled with honesty<br />Down to the molecule<br />Now I see that this H2O<br />Made me honestly to open for you<br />Standing here<br />Looking out the window<br />At the H20 pouring from the heavens<br />No longer from my eyes<br />Because your lies come<br />With no surprise<br />Honesty should not lead to this pain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-2631654356142520516?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018669143298599197.post-60176554138458317552007-12-03T07:40:00.000-08:002007-12-03T07:47:50.851-08:00To the Massive and Expansive Blog World,<br /><br />It's Me. I decided to start this blog to share some of my thoughts. A lot of posts will be poems because I am in love with doing that right now. There will also be some opinions on subjects that may arise in my life, other topics that I may read on other blogs and topics that I hear via media outlets. So I hope that my readership grows and becomes constant because I am not doing this only for me. And it begins....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018669143298599197-6017655413845831755?l=perfectingmeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>perfectingmeBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899443066800343703noreply@blogger.com0