My mother is the wisest women that I know and for me she has a vacant heart.
And she always told me that the nice girls are the best ones at breaking hearts.
From the past I kno that she's right and that's the crazy part.
I guess that's why it came with a disguise and it kinda had a shaky start.
The bond gets closer and he likes it that's another crazy part.
Yet that same past still got this boy replacing parts.
She knows the truth about it all so he can't help but play the part.
Most his friends know he ain't never really played the "baby"part.
But that ain't how it started it actually had a crazy part.
But how it started and how it is, the crazy start not even the shaky part.
But while it lasts they both gon play they part.
His main concern is this not ending in breaking hearts.
"She loves me she loves not" I got a flower breaking parts.
I'm so close to her I'd be **** if we break apart.
But it's just love holding us togehter and sometimes I think she gon break the part.
Yet her words make me feel like she doesn't kno how to fake the part.
And puttin all my trust into a women besides moms is the fakest thought.
I should do it for her or at least make the start.
Hopefully that don't rock the boat cuz I wouldn't wanna shake the arc.
Once you cut to deep you can't erase the scars but the perfect picture is in creation so don't erase the art.

You put your pencil down when I thought you were writin
Well that must mean you wanna get a little more exciting
Put that pad down make feel a little more invited
If you make me put away this phone I'll get a more enlightened
I see your eyes must mean you serious bout this metaphor
Well we can exchange verbs until we leave the pages letters torn
You always find a way to make it known that you feelin me
You said you had a new trick with your pen.I always like a new soliloquy
And as the page turns like our sheets the composition gets deeper
I can tell by the introduction that this one is a keeper.
Extreme with the pen but I keep it in the lining
This work of art is worth fallin asleep during writing
I want this to be so great that you tell your friends about my writing
Even though your friends tell me that you always tell about my writing
But I kno you got a bad girls mouth
Now come and let me see what them adverbs bout
We pressed for time but I'm sure we can handle it
And you kno I never need help with my adjectives
By the way..will you perform my favorite adjective
Even though last time I could barely handle it
You are my pens favorite tablet
So now my pen is happy and my pen wants you to have it
The way your notebook looks I just want to grab it
So I can rip the cover and we can write some majic
Now put the paper to the pen like a nail to a hammer
Until we reach the writing ****** cuz that's my favorite stanza
Our subject-verb agreement gets tired of fighting
So let's just write until we tired of writing
We crossin T's and dotting I's no mistakes are being made
We should publish our craft it would leave others basically amazed
And after placing my last period you couldn't be more close to me
Girl you the best I'm happy that you helped me create this poetry!

An insult can go a long way
Especially if it rubs the wrong way
Or even if it happens in the wrong place. At the wrong time. On the
wrong day
Your anger came out along with your weapon
He better hope your hearts a strong weapon
He talked about your mom that's not accepted in the hood
Plus with all your friends around accepting that ain't good
So now you got that pistol
Because a day like this is why you got that pistol
But the same day you got that pistol
A day like this is why you knew you shouldn't have got that pistol
Now the pistol is pointed to his head
What if that same pistol was pointed at your head
Your friends telling you to put a hole in his head
While your heart gotta different pistol pointed at your head
So now to whom will you listen
If you do it then you will be doomed as a Christian
But if you do then you will be doomed as *****
You just tryna get to heaven can't have another ***** dooming your
mission
But you don't got the time nor the place to fail
With a fail you might get placed in jail
Besides jail it gets a litter deeper cuz you tryna get a bite of
heaven you don't want a taste of hell
All these rules and lessons
Plus all these thoughts elapsed in 10 seconds
You can either blast him in seconds or fall back and quit grasping
your weapon.
In been less than two seconds and your decision was made
You gon be thinking bout making that decision for days
And your friends gon talk about that decision
Now as your living your days
You wonder sometimes is that dude still living his days
What you wonder the most that is after you stop living your days how
will you be living your days

Where do I start with you. Thief. Taking all of my belongings. I remember when you first grabbed my attention. You still haven't given that back. Now I'm glued to the channel that is your perfection. As the series got intense you stole my focus. Almost like you knew what made me attentive. So relentless. After a while you snatched my spare time. Every free moment I had became dedicated to you. Where are you keeping it all? Thief. Where is my dedication. You took that from me and had a celebration. You pick pocketed my time. Every minute I should have had to myself definetly wasn't mines. You should be convicted or indicted. Because you took this poem. Im sure you can recite it. And when you do, ima stop and listen. So when you finally take my heart I hope you're ready for the consequences.

It's been plenty of times that I thought about you.
This is just to let you know I haven't forgot about you.
I hope you haven't forgot about me because I wouldn't be the man that they see, not without you.
I still rememeber the day we first meet.
I remember our first kiss better than my first breath.
And before you love seemed worthless but after you it all seems worth it.
On the road to the next you gave me these high beams
You're the reason for this wordplay and rhyme scheme.
Somehow you caused all of the red in my eyes and by surprise you were also my visine.
Now I don't have a destination so I need no GPS
But my favorite drug is affection and their is no CVS
But notice how I've yet to run
The best of me has yet to come
But when it does you still gon have it
If not then I fear you'll grab it.
But the first time you did it ended so tragic
But the force that connects us must mirror that of a magnet
Going back is clearly not an option though
Because breaking my heart was very optional
Yet you chose the road of a murderer by trying to **** my soul but you only put it in the hospital.
Since that day I still haven't made a full recovery
Now I got other girls out here loving me
But an injury sustained heart can only have so much to give which in turn makes not wanna speak on any of this publicly
With all this uttered and said
Hopefully this composition doesn't go over your head
Just know that I'll still love you for eternity and Ill find the heart to forgive you for all that you've done before I'm over and dead

**** it's crazy how **** change
I used to like better when you could predict when the **** came
Now it's all hidden, cloaked in the dark
So ruler full of ******* at which inch should I start.
How bout friendship, y'all remember that goes
When your girls were like sisters and your ****** was like bros
But now that's seems to be all out the window
Because your right hand man the one that's really have you
Would use that same right hand to stab you.
That ***** that you would never think would be the one that would cut you
Is just looking for the right time to bring ya down and say *******.
It's always one person in the group whose motives are full of jealuosy
To be completely fake with a person should be a ******* felony
But look let me slow that down
Cuz I know y'all not tryna hear all that now
But in the back your mind we all know who it is
So watch out for the "friend" who you let all in your ****.
Because they be the one that do all that hating
Plus the only one who knows how to break your foundation
Shoutout to all the true companions I got out there
Y'all kno y'all comin with me when I get out there
But this walk is long. I got theses dying knees.
But heaven is my finish line and I'm tryna speed
So I thank God everyday for the energy he's supplying me
And for my real friends. The last of a dying breed

When the sun rises I know that she’s alive. Because her smile is the sunlight to my eyes. That means she got a shine equipped for my eyes. I stare into that light knowing that I will not go blind

Not to mention she the air that I breathe. Tell me what you would do if your air was to leave. Love and air are in the same category to me. Cuz both are needed to live and to transparent to see.

But what I can see is how her eyes go deep. When I like at them they are a ocean like a sea. So basically she’s the water that hydrates me. And that cleanses my skin and cries with me.

She’s also the flame in my heart The one keeps me warm when it’s raining and dark. But a fire opposite of most flames that I start Cuz when I’m burning with rage she extinguishes the pain in my heart.

Plus she the earth that I’m standing on. I mean where would I stand if my land was gone? Or if I came from above and I landed wrong? With her as foundation my building stays standing strong.

So behind all the mirrors and the powder. She’s there with me every second, minute, hour. I love how she’s somehow always around me this girl is my mother nature what would I do without her.