Men love the woman he have
And
Women love the man who she want hers to be like

Men trust his woman
And
Women don't trust her man because she couldn't trust her previous one

We don't know their ex's
And we don't know the man they wish we would be

All we know is who we are now and what we can deliver

A mixture of bitterness and fairy tales
Disconnect  men and women from living happily ever during

Pretty wings 

You have pretty wings 
So use them 
Spread them to the greatest span 
And let no man abuse them 
Even if that mean I have to let you go 

I want you to fly away and free yourself of all repression 
Become smaller and smaller to every person of bad intentions 
As you rise higher and higher
Spread your wings wider 
Flap ferociously
Soar hopefully 
My eyes will be following you emotionally 
The translucency of your wings 
And the colorfulness of your feathers 
Amuses me 

But sometimes we all take you for granted so without panic 
Reach your own pinnacle 
We will come to realization when you exceed your culmination 

Use your pretty wings to fly away 
Because accepting someone who's is unacceptable 
Is like clipping your primary flight feathers 
You will always be too chicken to reach high elevations 

Pretty wings 
And fluffy clouds 
You're gonna feel turbulence leaving us behind 
But don't come down

Pretty wings

Can someone please trade me eyes?

It's unknown how they still have sight 
Every since I was 6 the sense have witnessed gruesome events 
Now my eyelids flicker past them very seldom 
My lacrimal glands have trouble producing saline 
I find it nearly impossible for beatitude to gleam from my eyes
And I cannot search for something that my eyes feel sorrow for 

Let me at least borrow yours? 
Please 
So I can see how it feel to grieve 
So that tears of joy can travel down my cheeks 
I want humor to cause me to wink 
I want my reflexes to cause me to blink 

Pleeeeeeaaassseeee?
I stand there in the face of danger 
When I should be aware 
Instead I just stare 
...
No glare 
Just dispirited 
The statical behavior that my eyes inherited 
Suppress me from all charity 

I'm begging you 
No one looks me in my face and feels warmth and comfortability 
All that they see is two white igneous rocks
When I wish that they can see marshmallows 

That's why I need your help 
The optometrist said there's nothing that he can do 

That's why I'm coming to you 
I just wanna be inspired by life 
Can you show me how the world look again just for one day?

The black woman
She's an antagonist at birth 
The oppressor is aware of her capabilities 
Yet, they value her worth 
Black men are in a phase of tranquility 
Yet to know that they are obligated to the original her...
The lady who was civilized first 

The black woman 
They failed to keep her safe 
She escaped the rapes
They tried to sterilize and vaccinate 
They couldn't sedate this woman with hate 

The black woman 
Mind sharp as a dart 
Back built like a cart 
Carry her youth through truth 
By words spoken from her heart 

The black woman 
She's everyone's favorite 
However she have been degraded 
So often times her smile growls 
Her laugh howls 
Funny how her cry is hysterical 
And her enjoyment is terrible 
Because she have been let down by her spouse 

The black woman 
The dark men owe her their respect 
She can use their caress 
They have to vow to never again neglect 

The black woman 
The creator 
Her creations are more than just labor 
It's a ****** of love 
A future king or queen being flung from in between 

The black woman 
The black woman
The black woman 

Check her demeanor 
Despite her distractions she is still determined 
Fighting through a handful of disasters that attempted to destroy her 
She came a long distance to be dismissed 
She is still devoted to her destiny 
But it is so difficult when her men volunteer to diminish 

The black woman 
The black woman is not a ***** so why do he dog her? 
Her body represents the best figure so why do he abuse it? 

The black woman 
It's amazing she keeps on giving them chances 
She turns to the other cheek and he slaps her again 
Only time he pay attention to her is in a discussion amongst friends 

The black woman 
How is it that she know the importance of a black man, but in favor he cannot comprehend? 
If it's not ****** relations he don't wanna relate 
And if he impregnate 
He miss every anniversary of the child's original date 

The black woman 
But... (Shaking my head)
The black man

My eyes dream a lot
Dot dot dot

I don't know why but my mind sing a lot
La la la

ITS ALL FAKE
I'm just caged into a phase that I cannot escape
Missing a few people that I cannot replace
Chasing a few others who's not in the race
But it's a tale of one girl that my mind is having a hard time to create
Is it that I can't relate?
Or is it that she's so real that I can't be awake?

I wish that she was mine, but my eyes are having a hard time
Everytime I blink I reset my connection
So I force my eyes to stay open, and I almost cry for reanimation
Then I look away, ...and there goes my elation

My diaphragm doesn't have any strength and my Adam's apple doesn't have any vibration

I usually can visualize, then harmonize upon divine relations
She's the only girl who can appear in my spaces
And make my mind and eyes go spacious
...just when I thought I was creative

I'm so tenacious, but my imagination is sedative
I don't know how my musical tongue became dumb
She's ideal to fantasize about and vocalize In regard to

My eyes are soft, but to paint the perfect loft, it's hard to
I try to stay on key but my lips are locked
I try to stay on beat, but when I hear the tap of her feet my heart drop

Why won't my unreality and melody write her a song?
Because it's only right if I wrote her a poem !

Only Sometimes
•Sometimes I whine 
When after all 
I'm just drunk on alcohol
And In reality I didn't get to lick her 
I didn't get to kiss her 
I thought adding apple pucker 
To my gin 
Will pretend to be her lips 
But it was only a sip 
•Sometimes I whine 
When it's time to unwind 
And I spritz perfume in the air
And through the midst of it all I realized
That the scent didn't come from off of her skin 

Sometimes I pout 
When I remember the way in which she denounced 
Leaving me to be without 
I don't know how to withhold 
When I'm alone 

So sometimes my mouth tremble 
When I have to settle 
I don't want to, but 
I'm trying to get better 

And sometimes I'm a grouch 
Excuse some of the things that blurt out of my mouth 
It's hard being compatible to the last resort 

Sometimes I beg 
"Please come back to put a end to my dread" 
I don't care if when I leave she feels mislead

Sometimes I'm sad
And to cover it up I brag 
Manipulating my hads to haves anyone who know the whole truth 
know that I'm a lie and a half 

Not all the time I have a way to cope 
Sometimes I can't try
Sometimes I just cry

She denied me bail
I wish I would've known this before I thought it was cool to be in jail 

Now the walls of the cell
Is like the flames of hell
Just because I advertised that life but I didn't even sell 
I wish I can snitch my way out of this but only time could tell
Only if your honor would've known my parents raised me well
But I just failed
Officers locked the door after me and to my knees I fell
Praying to my God who I bailed from 
Scared to read my children's mail 
Frightened that I'm painting the worse picture to scale 
Illustrating that the Afri-Can 
Can't 
Do nothing more than be held in restraint 
Now it's too late to step on the base 
They have me on tape 
And the judge says she'll never rule me safe 
I struck out 
With only away games
Because they're sending me place to place 
As if I have a barcode on me 
Or a serial number on my face 
Chaining us from ankle to ankle 
I feel like I'm a part of the only population of people who are declared as equal 
We all have the same attire and the same desire 
My voice means nothing in between these walls 
We can never come within the same harmony as the choir 
So I remain quiet 
I silence the perspectives my parents worked hard to acquire 
Within me it all expired 
All because I'm in denial 
Wanting to be someone else 
I realized that the guys who I idolized 
Still have their life, because from the beginning it was their life 
And I wasn't living mine 
It's funny how now I get the picture 

But until I die I will only be seen as a wallet size