We are who we are depending on the situations we are in.
We should never be labeled as something.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
Time isn't real, time doesn't last
Time can bring the future, time leaves the past
Time don't have numbers, time doesn't tic toc
Time can surpass the struggle, time to get a new wrist watch.
Time is meaningless
Time is everything
Time to end this debate
I have no time to wait:
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
Tunnel vision to the door, like a funnel for precision.
Just a mission, no decision.
More like a slide than a hallway.
More like hive than a hiding place.
Till I realized the door is locked.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:11 PM UTC
Sititin all alone in my living room, why does it feel the exact opposite? Full room people talkin **** in a dead room and a blunt that's lit.
Still wondering why you left me?
Why did my soul leave when I was 9 years old?
I guess my heart been cold, you tried to warm it up but the engine's old.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
She tried to put me in the friendzone, so I hit up her bestfriend.
Foreplayin in my living room, babygirl why pretend?
Those lips got me aching, that kiss taste so sweet.
And this blunt that were facing, has us ripping off all the bed sheets.
Lemme tell you baby girlllll
Soft kisses, toes curled.
You want to be my world.
And still, you tripping over all one tweet ?
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 11:11 PM UTC
I know you are scared...
You should ask us if we scared too.
I know you are scared
Me too...
I hate the sound of fireworks.
Reminds me all the gun shots near the pier.
She brought a 6 pack of beer to remind me that life ain't fair.
Life was a dream at one point, then I was rick rolled.
Trolled.
By all these producers and all these fake agents.
Wishing to myself hoping that I made it.
Heavily degraded.
Two adjectives to smush in like our lips.
Please lord give me one more wish.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
Temptation rising to the highest level.
We were in high school, but all my friends went to school high.
Joey was a bad *** so that caught ur attention.
So I started skipping practice, missing classes and never showed up for detention.
I had to act like a pro, pulling you closer, kissing you slower, making you fall for it all.
She asked if I ever had *** before.
Of course I acted cool and said yeah.
So she thought I was a pro, but I kept it smooth.
The coast was clear.
I walked you home after school and I was supposed to be at football practice.
Kissing the whole way, touching each other at the back paths... Making the walk longer to foreplay.
Once we arrived to your house, nobody was home.
Your moms car was still there, but there was a note in the kitchen saying that they were gone.
We rushed into it, but I kept my cool.
Acting like I've done this before.
She told me to take it easy, because it was her first time too.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
You don't hate Mondays ...
You hate your life... Leave Mondays out of this.
Nobody should hate a day.
This is a gift.
You are a blessing.
This is not a poem.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
YOU
ARE
A
SOUL
WITH
A
BODY....
Not a body with a soul.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC