I fly away in fear of the feeling,
That brings tears to eyes to cry,
Though is seems I may be ducking and weaving,
It’s simply a choice to not experience the feeling,
We all have options we tend to not explore,
And there is always someone trying to close your open doors,
Some by choice by having thoughts to trap,
Others just want to make you feel bad for being yourself and relapse,
Efforts and timing can change our ways and decisions,
But now a days everyone wants to claim a title or position,
It’s not like it’s a wrong thing, though maybe only not right for you,
Why take down someone trying to fly because of your selfish mood,
Trying to create friction to your world in which I was keeping from existing,
Bring pains to your days where there were sun days that kept your mood uplifting,
I can’t commit I wish you could see what it will do to me,
Killing my soul, my creativity, my life and soon yours in time, is just how you want it to be.
(*note: You can’t force me to be what I really don’t want to, it’s only going to make resent in you long run and make your days gray as payback for what you have done to me.)
You never know where you will end up once you start trying towards your dreams. I try my best to live my dreams even if it may not be as great as I expected. Things change over time and being an artist is a very hard life to live until you make it somewhere. But you shall never give up because life can come your way one day and the day you decide to quit is the day you missed your chance.
As of late I seem to have found my creative spark. I have been writing and feeling the groove to make music again. Its been a long time coming and something I didn’t want to force out and still deliver something of merit I will be proud of myself for creating.
I have really been busting out these Poetry Tuesday poems and it feels so good. So with my creative spark just heating up, I am excited to see where it takes me.
If you can’t be real with me than who are you real with?
A fake friend is in my mist but I try my hardest to resist,
The urge that’s aching me to call them out and put an end to this friend,
Or maybe to this friendship since its filled with fakeness from this fake ass friend,
It’s just so petty when your friends claim to be real but they aint,
It’s like calling a simple hangout one hell of a date, in which it wasn’t so it just ain’t,
People are in clear sight with disguises on thinking that they are blending in,
How stupid do you think I am, you are fake, it’s simply just what it is,
I hate the lies and phony cries of hype you throw along my way,
It’s just sad and disgusting, why can’t you just be happy in other words be gay,
Or maybe you are, but not near but from a far in a closet you locked yourself in,
You don’t want to come out, simply in denial being someone you really cant be honest with,
Damn it I hate when a friend just can’t be true, I guess they just want to be fake,
So don’t you mind my finger floating on by, trust me its coming your way, I am pointing at you.
(*note: To all my fake friends sitting by my side, I really don’t see why you claim you ride with me, just go the other way and say goodbye, you don’t owe me anything, so just go be your fake self in some other element.)
Some days we walk the walk,
Other days we talk the talk,
We try to reason with life,
We want what we want,
We sit on benches looking out at the park,
We read books into the late night until its dark,
Some things we can choose and others we can’t,
The things we can’t get or understand we sit and we rant,
There is a thin line between good and bad,
There is a thin line between what we can do and what we can’t,
We dream of the joys of this world day after day,
We stay along the thin lines and watch life go by play after play.
I am ready and I do mean ready for my projects to get on the way. A lot of thinking, a lot of planning, a lot of scheduling conflicts and now I am back to action. It’s been a while since I felt my creativity calling me in which I have been gone from blogging. I don’t want to force my work, so I keep low and keeping building my out reach so when the time comes I am fully prepared to the lengths in which I want to go.
I am not saying I am ready to blog everyday, but I would like to explore and unleash my creativity here. I not have much fans and much support, but I love what I do, and I love what I am ready to contribute to the world. It’s the beginning to my creative works.