Once upon a time
Came a young girl from Italy
Sweet and fine
That's me in time

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

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.

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

I thought I lost my breathe
NOPE.
He stole it from me,
And I found it again
With a sweet kiss

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

Kute gurls
Don't need no makeups. Kute gurls are beauties already

Ladies
Love can come and love can go. But it is up to us if we want to make it stay. Don't have tomorrow
Only today

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.

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 /:

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.

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

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

Italy calls me home
Wait a sec
I am home
But back to u.s soon
I'll miss you Italia
As I know
You'll miss me to

Gurl gots to do
What's a gurlies gots to do
No money
But got new shoes
It's best
In the downtime
At work

The passing of time usually leaves us
Begging for more!

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

Angel boy
Fly wit wings
Free from da sorrow now
Of the onez who have  gaves u pains

Why do I alwayse thinke
To harde, ma heart has gone enlarged
From da hope of finding tru romantik.
Ma feelings all gon slanted
I'm messed up frum wanting
Dat tru boye to holde me.
But noone here
Not one boye here

Why is it
That us ladies give up men?
For BOYS
No sense to me. And as dey say, best ones are either already taken or gay or they don't think their good enough for noone
When in reality
Their better than anyone

Dis for all who call me liar on my poeems my poeems are for Brian o'blivion ex bf
Tanks for dose who say other wise

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

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

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

I'll show dat boye
Wat momma got to offa him
And he will kno it
Wen I walk into dat door
Baby boye be on da floor.

Peeple wanna threw out luv like its piece of memoribillia
I did dat in past
Wish I never wud have.
Now I am emotional wreck now
Kus one I love won't ever respond to me agin
So for dose who have luvers
Don't be me
Don't let go
Eva!
Kus you be like me
Crying
Wondering
What did I do
What in hell did I dos
Don't be dum dum like me
Dotn let go
Show boy or girl luv
Now
Everyone is tu busy now for oine another
But I made dat excuase in past
That I needed to do my ting
Look now
Lost all
Only love
Soo now what?
Continue in my pain
Over over over again

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.

I went to get my Burberry and Prada
But they said those fine things
We're even to cheap for my taste.

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.

Push dem all out
Push dem all in
Play wit my hare
Likke I'm yo only womans

Ridin or dying
Dis chickie is flying

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

She kept searching
Only to find her jeans didint hold all the secrets to life

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.

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

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

I don't expect
No rock upon my finger
I just seek that kiss
That's hot
Like a honeybees stinger

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

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

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.

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

Prayer for our friend
One who listens
Prayer again
He needs loving arms

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 ***

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