I kame back home
To feed the kitten and butta bean
Butta **** his nikname
He's ma lil labrador
Big fat pickle nose
And his lil butta bean head
Makes me luvs him so much

Ma daddy always tolde me
Natalia" daddy always rite
Truste me girl
Daddy always rite,
Don go jus finding any ******
Kus cretins like ants
Dey always builde nest round yuo
And swarm yuo
Like da ants dey are
And ya daddy was rite
I do got lot of ants
Trying to swarm me
I just swat the bugs awaye
Dey pesty.

Baby boye took me in arme
Baby boy kiss me wit charm
Baby boye mine, baby boye mine
Baby boy kute and baby boye ware suit
Baby boye italiano like me
Baby boye mine
Yuo see

So many ******* out there in da world. So many nutjobs who speak without thinking.
What are dey thinking? Dey crazy or something?
Knowing nothing?
Speaking like bubbles
Foaming from dey mouth
Like rabid fauna. Its ok its dey who will change but not me who will change. Im better off ignoring demented creeps. Im better off the pathe of being nice and kind like alwayes. Kindness kills kindness killas .

Dis fo all yuo. Sick aseholes on here na I don wan no **** pics from yuo I may be single chicka now but na don want idiot peeple writing me bout *** so forth
Chicka Natalia
Thanks

Boye tolde me today dat babye got back
No dis babye gots style
Let dem wish
I'll make dem Itch!

Holde ma hand
Like a woman
Not yo ****-

Da stresse
I shakes off ma back.
Sweet I kno ma lighte
Is one of compassione
One of revamping
I'm a gurl
Of dis and dat.

Squash dem
Dats wut I got ta do ta make ma own
Toss dem
Out da windows like dey dids me
Show dem mommas gots a bag
Coppa tone.
Pile dem
Like da two faced deuces dey is.
File dem
Put dem in cabanets
Lock dem up
Wit da otha boyes
Not mens.

I been taking time off
From all da boye searching, taking time for self.
Self help. Nothing bedda den a woman making herself bedda
For wen a man actually kan give his all to me. I'm me, I'll stay me
Gangsta boyes so sick of, ghetto boyes fake like dey watches.
Need man with class. Classy man. Who classy can do all for his babye gurl. most of all, I dont need anyone I just want dem.
I just wanna be bedda for wen a gud one *** along. I just want bedda.

I donte wante to rush nothing
I donte wante man to rush to slip his slippery tounge in Ma mouth.
I wante man to rush wit ring on ma finger first
And be a dedicated boye
A husban.
Not a man who donte takee kare of his chika

Just gots home from seeing momma
In da south Dakotas.
Its rainy snowy kold.
Momma getting old saw ma
Brothas one sista.
Ma babye cousin growin up
I missed her.
Felt good seeing momma
Got back home.
I jus don't like for da
Christmas season
I will feel all alone.
Gots me Christmas lights hung around the patio
Gon have to light up fireplace
Keeps warm.
Hope for something special this season
No more hartbrake or bad turns.

I slip up
Wen it comes to boye . he make me slip, falle trip
Oh boye

Lifting up ma head
Still gotta gets shopping
Groceries running Lowe
Ma man's gots ta take kare of his chicka
But I take kare of self
Well groomed wonda,
Gots to do ma thing
Get ma own pockets bigga....

Why do men turn babye?
And babye turn boyes?
It better for a women
To use toyes.

This life brings me angst
But in the gud or bad
I want to gives thankes,










This life gives me apprehension
Seeing yung boyes on DA block
Getting sidekicked and chopped
To DA coppers inventions.





I miss DA streets I once knew, where da boyes treated yuos
Like a girl in fifth sax. I don't care for dose materials. Or da purses no more on ma backe,

J just want to be treated like a human being for once,
Hopeing for like a woman. I don't need the high class Richie Rich, or da poore boyes thuggin. I'm so sick seeing dat bloodin and crip-out. I just want a blood that will be bout da love, not da colors on his house.

Don need some boye
Trying to feel me up,
I want him to feel me inside
And burst ma lust.

He curls my toes
But where did he go
I have met many scoundrels
But now I reach for the stars
To hard.

I'm a prisoner
In ma own abandoned bodye.
I want someone to bite da chain's away.

Just found out
Dear friend is gone
R.I.p angel
This is yo song

Pepperoni
Fetta
Bring on the slice
Life kant get no betta!

Bubba baby Brian
Thouhgh you were my ex
Still gotta pay dis chickas
Deepest respect..

Walking in da room
I don need to make no noisse
I am da noisee
And I speek loud

Kneeds prayer
For ma dear friend
He jus disappeared don know where he been
He meens alot to many
But he been hurt real bad
Bye wone who kouldnt preciate him
But one will in the end
Ma friends a  truu king
A king not a child's.
He drive manee women crazies.
As only one drives him wilds.
Though the one he luvs
As othas can see don't luv him bak!
If he kould only see
He has a tuns of women who got his bak.
If only he kould see
So many will givee him
What he truly deserves.
Though he luves her
Get me enrage...
Tho he luv her
Every women wants him to stay.
Tho he luv her
She Kant even see him.
He luv her
She don wan him
He love her
Yet I'm starting to reelize
I want him so bad
My boyfriend and I just friends now
Since my boyfriend just wanted friend!
But its OK bekause,
I want another
Who don want me back.....
He luv her
Mad chicka enraged
I think I'll cry lonaly,
Sleep-in a cave
But see agin
I want him!
He don know.
Or wantee me at all.
He loves her.
His queen in his kingdom ball.
But I want him
Jealous? Am I????
**** yea!
But I kan be betta,
I kan be bad.

Dis gurl don't want no more
Valenntines.
Valenntines for da broken hearted
And loneliest of souls like me.
Dear valenntines
Leave me alone

I was fixated on his eyes
Why?
Because they painted me a picture

We took a flight to Italy
Ended back in nepolis
He is my all
My boytoy gregoralis

Jealousy, wha is it?
Jealous *******'s with dolla Bill's try to throw out a krispy one hundreds, but dose boy's not fooling ma self.
Jealousy, like reely wha is it?
Women trying to purposeful to hurte us.
And when dey Kant get what dey want
Dey throw out jealous merda,? Like OK
Merda yuo throw
I jus ignore da hata's and playa's.

I try
Try to get dis chicka in check when da disrespect mount up
But yuo kno wha?
Don kare
A chicka wit no worries or hata playa's to tuch me.

Bob Marley it to me
Da best,
Turn ya lights down
Low and pull ya window curtains.
I opened my eyes in darkness this
Morning, I felt good atmosphere.
My brain kicked in, started working.

Donte check a gurl out
For her ***** and chest. Check a gurlie out
For her heart dat is best.

Don kno how to escape
Kant seem to find any man for a Gud date
But am I late, I taste ma own sweat and tears
Will jakie *** back.
Don know dat
Will I picke feet bak up
Will I
Will I
I don even kno me anymore
I don kno Jake
I thinke I'll shop,
Best way for dis girlie to think.

I choose to be me
Yuo choose to be you
I choose to be seen
Yuo hide behind yo clues
Yuo take what not yours
I take all that mine.
Yuo take me as yo gurl
I left even in time.
I don't want yo begging me back.
I don't need yuo
But I forgives yuo
And can never luv yuo back

Men
The good ones always leave us behind
Because we're either not good enough for them
Or we can't give them what they want
As I should admit
I haven't been my best to my papi
But I sure would have done betta
If I knew he was gonna leave
And yes he had all rite to go
I kudda done betta
Dumb me

I want him
He luvs her
She don luv him tho,,
But he luv his mi amour
But I kan be his mour
If he wuld ever talk to me
Maby he read this
If he get back on HP
I kuld be betta
I'd give this all
I Maby some rich chika
But for him wuld give it all
But he luv her
Bekause he blind
To go afta one
Who don give him her time



Yup yuo got so manee who want yuo boy
And yup yuo love girl who don love yuo bak
Yuo kno if Eva want me which yuo don't kus yuo loves her
Yuo kould always have me but Kant have one who don't luv or want me kus yuo luv her /:

Prudential center mall is OK
But girl got to meet new frend todaye
Friend tol me aboute the new skirt pull up I baughts me
Da boys who der don no wha dey got.

I want dat affection
Of warming soup
Into my clothes
Down to my shoes
Out my smile
Into yuo
But yuo don't existe
Dis is just a write
Maybe one day
I'll find Mr right

Jiving, seating these legs
Feathered cool down girl
Loosing time connection.

Hurtin
I mis Him so much

I was roundabout my head, spinning red ***** heels.
His holding ignited me. Blue moraine sweet.
I'll wait on his beat to my heart he does store
. I put down the dress,
I gave him the best, of animals depor.

A happy soone Christmas to all ma
Poets

A happy thanksgiving to those I missed.

Everyone get spilling
On the emotions pain and poems bout kisses.

A happy Christmas to those I wont hear from
A merry Christmas to hello poets and everyone

Dis gurlies going to south Dakota
Where ma momma lives
It gonna be a kute Christmas

Ma gurlfriend tryed playing wit separate men at once
She a playa jus like dem
She Kant pretend she happy
Wen she playin
I said gurl
Yuo don wann be played
So why yuo playin?
And me
I don need other playas
Even tho ma friend
Don like playas
Eva.
She get mad of truth
But dose men will see
As Jake was one of her ex
But he kno betta now
Who real woman is.

Messin wit da wrong chicka
Sum jus jealus
They Kant tuch me
I'm much bedda
Let dem be jealus
They aren't worth da time

Dis chick got class
Dis chickie got style
Italian breed
Drive one wild
But sorry boys I'm taken
This spaghetti sauce is jakes!
Don't need no real bad boys
Their all baby
And fake

High helped heels today for taller look?
Uh uh
I'm already tall
Fingernail polish fo fingers today?
Nope
Already a beautician
Makeup
Why?
This skin factories make makeup out of
Just happy being who I was made to be.

Ma heart it bleed
I ware dis heart
On dis Italian sleeve.
I'm sick of *******
And men who are sleeze.
I take this me
And recreate.
What is past
I keep it past
What is now
Stay now.
But I will get
To da betta man
Soon somehow.
I'm ****
Kool
A babye gurl
Looking for da right one
To rule ma world.
Where are yuo babye boye?
Jake lefte
At least I thinke.
So now what do I do.
What do I say
Ma heart is cutting me down
I feel ma self buried in grave.

Why yuo
Boyes calla gurl kute den turn rounde
To say she ugly.
I thinke yuo da ugly one.

Tidy kleen
Ma hair gleams
Ma boy seems
Likke just a dream
But I love him
He make me melt
I guess I shuld kuntinue
To give him myself
Dis momma don play,
Dis momma will stay
Even if I mess up wit him
Dis momma is OK
And today
I will be his womans,
Bekause I'm real momma
And baby boy know it.
Even if baby boy don't wan me
This baby girl to him
Wil show it.

Chin up, I knew today wud comee
I ran in the store wit budda bean in da car
Budda bean ma puppy
He brown and he spotted like pokadot baby
I got me sum milk
Ma hart split and spilt like a flower falling aparte
Ma baby didint call me bak
Broke dis dull heart
Jakie poo
Pleese take dis dum girlie back
I'm always at your side
We will flow like a watering ***

What a gurl suppose to do? When everyone expect us to puts on the makeup, to be the corner store ***, to pretend like we happy
All da time being da motha, da sista, da daughter, the one
Who make everybody happy.

Everyone depend on us. We are beautiful woman! We strong,
And if man Kant treat us right. God kan! God betta den man.
God made man.

I'm made by god