Is it right or is it wrong to like what you like?
Is it right or is it wrong to love who you love?
Is it wrong to have a few guilty pleasures?
Or is it wrong to feel any pleasure at all?

Is it bad to be a stereotype? Is it wrong to be a little different?
What about voicing your thoughts? Is that wrong?
Is freedom of speech just a dream,
or do we actually have the freedom to say what we want?

Next time, before you judge somebody,
think about what I've said and take it into serious consideration.
We all have voices, but some are heard more than others.
So try and be heard, and say what needs to be said.

Write yourself a letter

make yourself feel better

all of your imagined flaws

give them a round of applause

Put down all your good deeds

when you helped someone in need

give yourself a pat on the back

it will help when you've veered of track

Secrete it in a special place

when the day or yourself you can't face

replace tears with a smile

if only for a little while

Self-praise is not always wrong

we can keep our self-esteem strong

life will give us enough knocks

whatever you do give it socks

Poetry
my eraser of misery
a balm to my soul
keeps my being whole
where would I be
without my
poetry

I sit and watch
As each day goes by
Wondering how it would be
To have you here by my side
To hear your voice saying "Good job, Son."

I wonder what kind of man I would have been
If you hadn't left this world so soon
I wonder what kind of life i would have lived
If you hadn't left this world so soon

So soon.

How confused I was
to have never known you
How confused I was
to have never remembered you

Some days I try my best
to even catch a glimpse
A glimpse of memory of you
But how young I was back then
too fragile
too weak
an infant new to this world

How I wish for you to have seen me grow
How I wished to be able to bring back time
Just so I can spend a minute, an hour, or a day
with you.

I hope to see you one day
To be able to feel the Love you gave
The Love that I have no memory of
I hope to see that Fatherly Smile on your face
A Smile I've been longing for
I hope to Feel those Fatherly arms around me
Just how you cradled me when I was still a Child.

And to hear those words "Good job, Son."

this is for all the women

He used his tool and got it wet
And he had no regret.
If you play with matches you can get burned
This is the lesson they’ve yet to learn.
Her menstation came a bit late, and on the
Results she had to wait.
It came back positive just like she knew
Now there was something she had to do.
She confronted him with the news
His response was : “this child you must lose “.
I’m too young to be a dad- cause of a little fun we had “
Now the thought weighed heavy on her mind
Should I abort? Do I have the time?
There is a child growing in me, and taking its life
I just can’t see.
GOD has given me the most beautiful gift to man
Although this wasn’t a part of my plan.
I will raise him on my own, and to that dead beat dad
I’ll throw some stones.
A single parent living in a house all alone
No electricity and no phone.
Bill collectors at the door, has her wondering if she can
Hide any more.
She was abandoned during her pregnancy
With no friends or family.
The biggest lesson she had learned
Was when she had to work thru her full term.
He said he loved her and would always be there
When told she was pregnant – he didn’t care.
He had to fulfill his ****** desire, and she was there
To put out his fire.
How can some men be so cruel, and think all women are the fools.
He claimed the child wasn’t his , and walked away with a grin.
She had made a mistake, but was no fool
She learned a lot while in school.
She put the welfare system to full use
To stop this man and his abuse.
They hunted him down and checked his DNA
And now this man has to pay.
Now she has the last laugh
As he’s paying thru his ***.

Hollow inside I'm soo alone
Death awaits me for his throne
Ripped from myself as I drift away
This prison I've created is where I stay.

Isolated from within
As I struggle to begin
Your voice, your name is what I hear
The pain and suffering is what I fear.

You can try to pull me out
Pull me from this blackened drought
It takes me deep, forces its hand
Splits me apart, strand by strand.

Your voice I still hear, it calls to me
Your voice I hear it cannot be
So far away I've lost my grip
My reality now begins to rip.

They say loves amazing, wonderful and sweet
I say it's hell raising, painful and cheep
But hollow as I am I cannot feel
Not even a kiss could seal this deal.

Ha! I laugh at those who say
I gaze upon those who pray
For the one their soul needs
For the one my soul feeds.

Have a guess just who I am!
Come on try its no scam!
I was your one, the one you loved!
The one you look to, the one above!

Now I'm hollow, empty and alone
You remember death and his throne
For now I sit at this treasure
Death is now my only pleasure.

This wasn't me for only you know
I was yours as I bestow
I wish for you not to follow
My love gone my body hollow.

Just leave me alone
I'm used to it now
Me all alone
I deal with some how

I gave my love
My heart and soul
You gave your lies
Which deepened this hole

I'm tragically lost
As I search on my own
For the one that loves
Maybe she's here, I've never known

Loneliness is the beginning
Death is the end
I tried to tell you
Don't even pretend

You left me there
Just me alone
You didn't seem to care
Now I'm on my own

The pain is real
My thoughts alive
This fear consumes
As I fight to survive