shit im workin on at the moment
lines from unfinished poems and such
it wasnt just that freshman fifteen
see what they called pregnancy, she called a parasitic infection
it might just be that my selective memory wont allow me to call forth the bad times but
i miss you
he said it like he loved me and i listened like i believed him
my mother never loved me and this she made quite clear
straight up said, "Bitch. i never wanted you"
i guess her honesty was refreshing
no need for second quessing
can't miss what you never had, right?
if i wanted you back,
i wouldv'e told you i wanted you back
but since the words didnt come out my mouth
boy u better figure it out
thats just the way our love was
it took me 5 years to quit you
spent approximately 3 of those 5 years crying every other day
had a bald spot for each one of those years that had me stressing
see apparently my body had sense enough to reject you even if my mind didn't
"i could love you if you let me"
simple words he whispered right before he left me and it fuckin hurt
like truth often does
see he went the way of double dutch and training bras
and tho it has absolutely nothing to do with the span of my thighs
i wont lie.
them shits have a power all their own
have fell men 200 plus pounds grown
blah blah blah
wats new folk?
i wanna know
Music: vernacular of the soul
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Posted by dejanae at 9:03 PM