What Am I Supposed To Tell You?
That life is a cherry topped sundae waiting on you?
Well...yeah, it is
But remember how fast that ice cream will melt and mix
right in front of your eyes
and then what can you do??
Well ima tell you, baby.
You have two choices.
The first one is just sitting there and watching it melt and muddle into a disgusting mess that you wish you hadn't ordered cuz now you have to pay for it.
The second choice is watching it get half way nasty then deciding to slurp up the mess you asked for in the first place.
So watcha gonna do??
Well, I'll tell you the best thing to do:
Never for one day believe that life is a cherry-topped sundae.
Life is a fourteen karat gold ring..
It's beautiful as long as you watch what your doing, and are careful with it.
But don't take your eye off of it..
someone will steal right off of your hand.
and as long as you cherish it, it won't tarnish.
But as soon as you get comfortable and think things are fine, you'll start to see rust.
So watcha gonna be, chile??
An ice cream dreamer or a true ring bearer?
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Brutal Relief
Ok, if this seems to go all over the place, try to keep up with me. It's a blog, so I'm putting what i feel out here on my site.
bear with me.
What do you do when your feelings get twisted up and balled up inside of you?
Like that failed history test, balled and twisted in the trashcan?
These twisted up emotions ignite so many questions inside of you, and they pull and twist and drag you so that you dont want to move; you're afraid of the consequence.
So you become complacent.
And the answers to your questions are right there in front of you, staring you in the conscience, and you stare back; but eventually the truth becomes too taunting and your stare becomes a vengeful glare.
You no longer yearn for that four letter word or three letter phrase, but for that long-soul commitment that will encompass your heart and protect your eyes from the unwelcomed ache its seen its insides go through.
But you're afraid to look for that so you stay complacent.
What do you do?
And at these points in your life it's not about love, it's about living.
But what do you have to live for?
You.
Don't be afraid anymore.
The truth may hurt but it's only for the best and the purity of yourself as a collective being.
Don't wait on the love of someone else to validate your self-love, self-worth, and self-beauty.
When someone sees that you validate yourself, they'll be willing to stand and support you and love you as you are.
Remember to grow as you are, even if you change as you are.
It's only temporary, so endure the pain.
bear with me.
What do you do when your feelings get twisted up and balled up inside of you?
Like that failed history test, balled and twisted in the trashcan?
These twisted up emotions ignite so many questions inside of you, and they pull and twist and drag you so that you dont want to move; you're afraid of the consequence.
So you become complacent.
And the answers to your questions are right there in front of you, staring you in the conscience, and you stare back; but eventually the truth becomes too taunting and your stare becomes a vengeful glare.
You no longer yearn for that four letter word or three letter phrase, but for that long-soul commitment that will encompass your heart and protect your eyes from the unwelcomed ache its seen its insides go through.
But you're afraid to look for that so you stay complacent.
What do you do?
And at these points in your life it's not about love, it's about living.
But what do you have to live for?
You.
Don't be afraid anymore.
The truth may hurt but it's only for the best and the purity of yourself as a collective being.
Don't wait on the love of someone else to validate your self-love, self-worth, and self-beauty.
When someone sees that you validate yourself, they'll be willing to stand and support you and love you as you are.
Remember to grow as you are, even if you change as you are.
It's only temporary, so endure the pain.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
wonderment about wishful wanting
I wonder about a lot of things.
Life.
Living.
True Happiness.
Death.
Love.
Pursuing "whateva" it is that makes me happy.
Then I think of you.
I want to be so much more than the down-the-drain-half-slept dream.
I want to be more than just a "maybe" or a "shoulda, woulda, coulda".
I want to be a reality.
Responsible for a heart.
I wonder if I can be these things for you.
i want to grow up so that i can be I and so that you can be with Me.
I want to be the romantic rain on your window payne reflecting the street lights.
I want to make you wonder.
I want to love.
You.
Life.
Living.
True Happiness.
Death.
Love.
Pursuing "whateva" it is that makes me happy.
Then I think of you.
I want to be so much more than the down-the-drain-half-slept dream.
I want to be more than just a "maybe" or a "shoulda, woulda, coulda".
I want to be a reality.
Responsible for a heart.
I wonder if I can be these things for you.
i want to grow up so that i can be I and so that you can be with Me.
I want to be the romantic rain on your window payne reflecting the street lights.
I want to make you wonder.
I want to love.
You.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Reality checks
I was talking to a friend the other day and i was explaining some issues that i was going through and how they made me feel. But instead of just comforting and agreeing with me, i was given a slap of reality. Though i didn't like what was said, it was indeed true. So i was forced to look at the whole situation rather than my side of it, like I always advise my friends to do.
However, I find that this same friend was not able to take this reality dose and appreciate as I did. My friend blew up on me, and also thought it was good to risk our friendship. These incidents made me wonder "is it easier to give reality checks and point out others' wrongdoing and faults, than to be able to accept that we are not always right, perfect, and justified?"
Does it bother us that the people that we call our friends are willing to hurt us for the betterment of our lives and mentality? Or do we secretly desire for our friends to silently renege on their promise to do what is best for us because they love us? Do we prefer invisible betrayal or bold and colorful agreement that equate to inner lies?
However, I find that this same friend was not able to take this reality dose and appreciate as I did. My friend blew up on me, and also thought it was good to risk our friendship. These incidents made me wonder "is it easier to give reality checks and point out others' wrongdoing and faults, than to be able to accept that we are not always right, perfect, and justified?"
Does it bother us that the people that we call our friends are willing to hurt us for the betterment of our lives and mentality? Or do we secretly desire for our friends to silently renege on their promise to do what is best for us because they love us? Do we prefer invisible betrayal or bold and colorful agreement that equate to inner lies?
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008
the way i see it
wow....barack obama is the democratic candidate...we have come so far as a people...we are indeed moving on up....
Hey everyone this is my very first blog and I am really excited to be able to share my thoughts, poetry, feelings, and life with you all so frequently. It is really a priviledge(and a danger) to be able to live in a world where we as a human race can connect with others in so many ways.
I know that the headline about barack obama really didn't have that much play in my blog, but it all ties into my life. I mean, really, whose mind can settle on one single thought? if one finishes a sentence, they finish a thought, right?
And my blogs are composed of many thoughts
Hey everyone this is my very first blog and I am really excited to be able to share my thoughts, poetry, feelings, and life with you all so frequently. It is really a priviledge(and a danger) to be able to live in a world where we as a human race can connect with others in so many ways.
I know that the headline about barack obama really didn't have that much play in my blog, but it all ties into my life. I mean, really, whose mind can settle on one single thought? if one finishes a sentence, they finish a thought, right?
And my blogs are composed of many thoughts
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