As we go...

It'll pass... Jus like yesterday had come n gone... Ase the day comes to lose an other or be lost... From the beginning there's an end... Watching hard times come n go jus to see who's who of friends... What was will not be what is to come... Life changes as even the face dontd stay the same for long... Time gets to goin n things become memories of the learning as we go... N there's no place to ever consider home... Luv resides  if the mind is capable to understand... So luv'rs are here n then they're gone once being selfs biggest fan... Living in the now will wind up as back when everything was different... Moving on with what choices bring as the heart n mind gain an alliance...

Mimicking...

Act if u must... In front of others u don't trust... Pretending to be someone else... Fallin into a state of mind jus to be felt... Knowin u won't... Go ahead n gloat... Friends don't come easy... Having one time to be needy... Wanting someone to give notice... Being like them n outta focus... Forgetting u to have an individual inside... Yet it's the real u u hide... Becoming another character to fit in... Go ahead n put on an upward curve to the corners of ur lips... Jus stay away from the mirror being fake... Unless u like the expressions upon ur face... Looking like everyone u cater to... Unable to cut their judgements loose... Cross over n see who truly gives a fuck... Test anyone of that mindset to open up to luv... Even be a true friend that never exists... Due to the mimicking I do insist... Change to comfort an others thoughts... So the fad isn't a loss... Not having a mind of ur own... It's none of my business if u decide to explode... Goin withthe flow if eventual foes... Tryin to be cool to move the show... On display you'll apart be like everyone next to u... Lost in the crowd looking for a truce... Giving in to what others accept as the norm... Jus wait to feel that prickling thorn... It'll come n it'll find the groove in ur rib... I won't say sit that's the way I choose to live...

My secret...

What if it wasn't u IIwas scared of.?. Let's jus say it's my own heart I fear the most... As what u don't know is when it opens it takes everything for me to walk away... So I keep my distance n head down due to my chest would explode... Everything my mind as the one thing I jus don't wanna go without... U see, my emotions are strong n I'm afraid of myself... N please don't tell no one bcuz I don't wanna bury my head in the dirt... To go back there would submerge the remains of my free will to find an other to be felt... Truth is I'd come completely undone for one moment to feel her crave me the way my eyes couldn't look away... Digging in to the presence of luv staring through passions sight... N I don't know about u but I know me... When i go in, it's as if I gain a new life...

Falling within her...

Feeling the need in leaning in to someone to feel them again me... Damn motion of landing is the only thing I can think of lost in daydreams... Yet loosening up to let one in is at the fingertips of what never was... Or will be if I can't open up n feel her touch... As the mind wanders upon the smoothness of her skin... Lost in my thoughts to the moment it takes to show n tell what is to surface from within... Waiting to hold the comfort of her body tight... If at all for jus one single fucking night... To come alive in her presence to be known... Oh how the heart rushes to her side as I sit alone... The faceless luv that exists without ever coming close lives in my over thought out mind... N all I can wonder is, why.?. Who do I believe myself to be talking of the movement yet to come to terms with the controversy diving in to becoming friends... At the beginning being me hoping there's jus isn't an end...

I am no man...

N what if I don't wanna be societies version of a man with regulations... Having to do manly things n create a divide of genders that carry imitations... I would rather be a free individual to be in which who it is I actually am within my own limits at the hands of the tic toc.?. No I don't wanna lower myself to a mindset thought up by someone else to fit in to learn of what I am not.!. Why would i wanna become like everyone else when they are hated for the same reasons that influence the mindless Peavey of life.?. The weak n the fake can pretend to be more than real by partaking in such rituals taught them before they knew better than to go shopping the hype... I'm me n that's all I'll ever be as my presence is enough to speak my behalf of how I conduct the passion in my chest... I need not follow the flow that leads nowhere but assumed intent to cater to the absence self at my best... 

Falling in n falling out...

It's amazing what we lose in self... N the time that is lost that gets away from any kinda help... The memories never made never to come true... N the feel of hate that controls our use... Forgetting how to live n rejecting luv... Caught in a whirlwind of betrayal unable to trust... Falling in then falling outta the terms n conditions that change... Rearranging the expressions forced you the face... Friends m fam flip lips with the jibs blabbering about get over it... N all that's felt is a loss that refuses heal knowing it's not worth the bullshit... It's aatoniaston to become what was never imagined... Bitter n confused n pretending no one in here is damaged... Yet giving up on relations the proof that the effect of an other had taken its toll... Trying not to remember how it was when the good lasted with bodies that rolled... Hiding is what comes of adulting as choices made havta decide to move on... Forced to dig in to the inner linings of worth torn... Creating smiles so others brother it's all okey dokey... As behind the scenes there's this overwhelming feeling of being lonely... Losing someone thought to be the answer of all questions put to rest... Exploring the circumstances buried deep in the chest... Finding no one who can piece the mind back together... So it's fuck it as movement eventually find motion as it's self that's remembered... 

Rejecting comfort...

We want what we're not willing to give... Then expect it within opening up to witness if life to be lived... Taking of experiences that changed us all... As chatter sounds the same no matter who's lips are tossed... Demanding twists to be met yet holding out make sure emotion is good... Sending false signals other willing to attempt relations as they should... In a game in it's own that goes back n forth that only resolves a single thing... The healing hasn't had enough time to accept someone else for who they are still interested in us as they leave... As we crawl back into of forcefields to mention how others are... Unaware that the pain will never fully release until self has been forgiven from the self sizzling char... Love it's anyone's fault we live the way we do... Admitting what makes us feel good behind closed doors in an emotion room...

The extended version...

As if a song that speaks to your heart... Feeling the rhythm tryin to leave a mark... It ain't easy wantin in past what's off limits... Bringing the best of emotions to know if thoughts so vivid... Yours is I in ways you do not realize how I come to life... Jus wanting you to step inside... To see me in true form... Opened up to the possibilities of what could come off the norm... Like a lyrical masterpiece singing from a desire to get to know you more... Following notes resemble fingers in the motion of urging u to come closer than my own core... Bobbing to the hook that captures the attention of the women that reside behind your naked eyes... In motion with me finding a unique kinda sway with life... Comfort landing in ears of chosen words whispering truths in which you can relate to... As self standing front of you bcuz I would like you to come get you some of me having for you a use... Dripping in the sexual content with a clever tongue... As one when we touch the expiration of luv... Listen if you will for I'm not like others repeating the same ol shit... I jus wanna coexist n feel the texture upon your lips... Felt to be written the move... Bouncing with heartbeats as we find out personal groove... In the extended version lasting a lifetime of memories to return to for once... In perfect harmony until it's ashes to ashes n dust to dust...

Types n kinds...

We may or may not hey along... N what comes from the mingle depends on if we can even be the same type within our minds walls... It's possible to find a friendship if lifestyles are similar... If mindsets can level out... As emotion within relations is the most difficult due to the attention is only the outter shell found... They're different kinds of people walking right past every one of us... All thinking their way is the best way looking for luv... As there's a fine line of acceptance the determines who is allowed in behind the scenes... It'll never work if don't like someone for who they are living in their own reality... To relate n be in the same page is a like n a must... Without the understanding that certain people shouldn't go outside their norm could end up jus chasing lusts... As there's many forms of people within their inner makings doin what they do... How does self for in the question to be used... To come in contact with an other doesn't mean it should take place behind closed doors... Getting wrapped up in s life together as opposites wanting more... Yet, to find a rare one that is jus who they are would be so nice... One who doesn't cousin societies versions of man n woman confuse the mind... Actual human do exist without the judgement to come down as incompatibility... A we're all jus tryin to live the dream...

Self efficient...

Alone becomes a comfort without the side effects of confusion... Wrapped up in an overrated luv's infusion... Spending time with no one but self as the memory good blank... Unable to think of one day to the next that run together doin the same ol same... Knowing one face n that's the one in the reflection unable to escape... Solo with life having meaning as a loner done with the bullshit of others... Giving up on even the feel of the trap of luv'rs... Emotionless the naked eye tired of witnessing self in pain... Goin inward to heal n to find what there is to gain... Flooring with the movement it takes to realize relations are controlling... Having to adjust for an other for reasons to comply with demands attention they're own version of molding... Living without a friend for to character is so hard to find... Somewhat of a lost art is the heart fading behind event lines... Transforming into someone more suitable that struggles to make sense... As solitude feels allot better than changing the continuance of defense... Thanks but no thanks trimbles from lips releasing the lack of interest to be anything in someone else's mind... Missing only the physical aspect of crossing the line... Mentally in charge of the thoughts allowed to longer to remind scenes behind the eyes of what It's like to be deprived... By self n for selfs passion jus be happily intertwined without being blind... Intact n rare for the find of an individual to come out n play... Waiting on the last to ever feel the desire to be felt in ways it's truly great... As one bcuz there's only one to bring the gift side to the surface of expressions unable to retreat... Shuffling the scuffling of two willing feet... 

Fitting in...

In crowds feeling outta place...
Uncomfortable around others at if invading space...
Jus wanting be alone...
When the thought occurs to wanting to go home...
There's no fitting in to minds that pass judgement...
Jus for the hell of it...
Wanting to mingle yet others jus aren't appealing to anything other than the eyes...
Mindsets overloading emotions that hide...
Real being the thing no one does...
So the loner falls back away from the fake luv...
As like itself isn't practiced when everyone seems the same...
Tucking self behind closed doors afraid to be felt by loosened words...
On any level of friends for associate is a better term...
There's a discomfort in knowing how others refuse to think humbly...
Pretending to go with the flow so easily...
Out in the open people all share the identical characteristics...
Living for a future n forgetting the now in which is so deeply missed...
Tryin to act better than the next...
Nah, I don't feel that type of nonsense in my chest...

Seeking depths...

Feeling them one at a time in wonder if they'll be the one to crave what self has to give... As skin is felt their heads buried in thy chest so the heart can have a chance to live... Closer to the core is comfort touching the nerves that feel them wanting in... As the pain begins to settle the curiosity of the departing grins... Changing faces laughter's sound taking different times of enjoyment fading from the texture of their very own lips... It's a high to whom roams in the mind to fall to a friendly hand that lies with every kiss... Missed in the presence of no more as words spoke to thys will with tongues so loose... One after an other exposed by passions ability to never stop... Holding them until there's nothing in the remains of worth... Moving on to a more gentler rush hoping it doesn't hurt as much... With time to heal in between foes pretending to be friendly seeking depths that can contain the loyalty of trust... As one individual against the world resisting unwanted lusts...

Foreshadowing...

Fuck shits damn, same dream again... Waking up old n deteriorating... Alone in my age of rotting... Remembering nothing of luv that was never gained... As tears fall from thy eyes with a whipping of pain... Lost at the end of a lifetime without recognition of emotion... No chance had come to show true devotion... Jus the skin wrinkled n ashing clinging the bone... Gone to far mentally to the other side of the solitude forgetting what it feels like to go home... As the awakening brings reality to thought of my now self fighting to remain free... Knowing they're two forms of freedom n to choose would be wise as I breathe... Feeling the raging pulse reach for fresh air... Submitting to the truth that any heart without passion is a waste n unfair... Taking moments unmade from the mind that feeds life to movent of moans... As I need not sleep to relive the horror behind my eyes sown... Locked in until the day of it to be that I to hold my desire my arms... I lay in silence drifting with the dark that claims light that means no harm... Not having any comfort of an other for the suffering to find strength to rise the morning n smile... Hopeful of the needs of wants to ease into my own life n be willing to stay to stop the nightmare as if a child... 

Round n round...

Jus wanting to feel luv'd seems to be a bit too much with everyone looking after self... Emotion is talked about it in the negative sense when others cannot heal what they've allowed tryin to be felt... Minds have been turned off with no way to reach an other stuck in the solitude their own ways... Finding sexual attractions the highlight of a days reason to be touched from a far as it gets late... Nights reverse thoughts n time takes so fuckin long to get through to the morning waiting... All in the process of finding a friend that knows how to act in relations comin to life while mating... Watching facial expressions reappear n lose interest in one breath for the sake of no one will ever be good enough... Missing a piece of the inner makings that can reason with the humor of life becoming flush... As individuality is hard to come by so it's pick n choose who's not playing along to societies way of pretending... When it's no one's responsibility to save anyone else from the decisions that led them the bottom of the hearts defensive rendering... Truth is hard to come in to due to the possibility of getting what one wants some than not at all as it makes no sense to play games... Hoping the physical attraction is enough to open up a good time that may not last long for the angle taken comes from the blindside of attempting to grasp attachments phase...

I'm not feeling it... SD

U say u luv me, u said u missed me I don't know how many times... Yet I know who u are n I don't like ur kind... U wanna call n text like u think I'm clueless of what u want... U need help getting things back in order n think I'm gonna accept ur fake azz luv... Yet I've gone back to who I was before I allowed emotion to run free... N it's not jus u I irritate so don't go being mean... Ur tongue n disregard of what I needed from u was the cut that bled u from me... n there's no way possible to hear me say u are what I need... The time had passed n I'm looking to do my own thing soon one I feel I can trust an other... N I don't wanna hurt u, I jus don't feel the reason to continue to have u add luv'r... There's nothing u possess that intrigues my inner desires... I want a real woman my age that i can admire... U jus wanna get back in to better yourself... N I get it but I also come to realize you'll leave one day n that to me is no help... So try ur trucks those u find shallow n weak... U n I both know them do anything if u take their meat... Even though I know ur part that point in ur life yet come at me like imma give away what I've earned... Shit that took a few yrs back without ur pitching in on worth... Nah I don't like u n iI proll never will again... I'm different now n like I told u, u don't know me as a man... I need someone more mature the way the delivery themselves... Knowing I removed my own scars so there is no whelps... N u knew I lost someone to the same bs u brought into my life... N not both of u can go fuck off as I've regained my mind... I have no supposed to the way u had none for me tryin to get back to my kids... I did it on my own for I the tickle in my ribs... So please stop, I don't want to hear how u claim u still feel... I'm done n I jus wanna move in to get to a set of arms that are real... I'm not looking down barrels defending my well-being anymore... N I don't havta wonder where I'm sleeping as ur passed out n damn near dead in ur core... I applaud u had it in u to overcome what you've allowed... It's jus, I don't wanna be bothered with what was bcuz I'm too busy living in the now... I'm not feeling it n I never will... I enjoy passing my bills...

We're no longer friends... MJ

There's jus nothing left to say... So hitting longer like we're friends isn't something i feel to remain... The opportunity of my loyalty left the day I figured u were no good for me... It was the selfishness I walked through to get to u that went n took what I allowed to be... N u thought I was some sorta ignorant numbskull that couldn't see the truth... But as time unfolded even u seen what it was i was trying to do... Jus to reach u the inside of ur lost mind... As a friend first who in which died each n every time u thought u played to the side... U forget who knew u better than u knew yourself... N I still believe it doesn't register what I lost be there as ur only fuckin help... As things changed n I held on to know for myself what was between us... Day came to sit in ask, if it's over we should sign bcuz u said there was no luv... I watched u fall n I went down with the ship bcuz I honored my vows... As these things I speak of I haven't mentioned until now... So why do I set u in my inbox pretending u care of how my life is goin.?. N what interest is it u have in what I'm doin.?. I'm not urs n I have no need in comforting u after relations were forced give up... U didn't sit n wait not knowing if the drugs was gonna take the one woman I truly luv'd... N I don't have no blame other than in self for I let u show me who u were... As I was put on display by ur wicked tongue to tare me down with lies bcuz u had nothing on me but empty words... Believe me it was ok... I stood tall so u could witness a man down to see ur face every fuckin day... Through anything that was to come... With the pain u couldn't shake that I did not cause peeping the way u run... U were personal n a joy lost that stole lied n purposely tore my mind apart... Yet it wasn't it fault I caved due to I wanted to be able to walk away in my heart... The facts what I after as u dug ur own grave... Yeah I'm happy u didn't go under even thought ur buried in beneath my emotions so u cannot be felt when I hear ur name... Throwing away the one thing I wanted the most... The dream of u n I old sitting with fam during the holidays as the came home... Shattered I found every piece of my will as I searched hotels n alleyways for what I tossed away for u... I came to accept it was me i couldn't do without as I stepped to the side of ur abuse... I seen u at ur best n that's where I fell jus before ur worst was dragged out to turn on trust... A word u know damn well I would've never broken as it took everything to leave u to a life that doesn't know anything of us... N all i wanna know is why I can't be left the fuck alone... There's not a drop left feel u in any sense as u come across my phone... Talking about, are u good.?. I jus shake me head as this is the last time I mention u in my own book... For once this chapter is read I'll be jus fine to get the it out... I've been done n I don't wanna remember who you've become acting like a child with a delinquent mouth... U don't know pain the way it rips holes to ventilate... N there's goin back to entertain the games which u participate... I've seen all I need my eyes to view... Leave me be to find a new groove... I didn't got u up when u were down jus fight... N I refuse to go return to the battle when the wa won is mine... I know who I am for I've become me with a heart worth the touch... The one thing u acknowledged but were to afraid to feel u in the middle of luv... U don't know who resides here... Go admire yourself in the mirror... I ain't mad... Sending me pics of ur new tats... U pulled through n I get it... But I made it to n I don't wanna heart the blabbering coming from ur lips... U weren't there for me as I struggled to end the way my life collapsed... So no we're no longer friends as u will stay in my past...

This place labeled Earth...

It changes... The scenery n faces... Friendships looking silly... Even names ask, really.?. Time sits still only if it doesn't exist... Taking to long to die is some twisted shit... Life is all that will ever want more... N being fucked isn't always a score... Luv can only truly blossom from like... Without it, it's jus a mind fuck on a ride... Attachments bring emotion joy n then takes it away as nothin remains the same... N with every day, night steals the light upon the horizons untamed... Family stretches into memories that used to be so close... Yet new additions through generations find there own homes... Real shit tends to mold the heart every pump it takes... Knowing it's all mental n there's no one other than self to blame... Reason falls short in the resistance of the currency that has no true value... With the be like me or I hate everything that has to do with ur kind having issues... Resentment replaces hate as luv is a dream to come true but so far outta reach... As the reality in the situation is to survive with those u click with, as for the rest, jus don't listen to them selfishly preach... 

Pigmentation is the divide as if life existed without it nrings a new circumstance of what else would be the prob.?. Truths are not believed as words have more meaning than depths n heart throbs... Rolls of different characters play parts as if to follow some sort of insanity... The only shocker is the only thing they can't charge for is the ability to breathe... N where's the fucking freedom.?. In man made God's that hold no proof or reason.?. Passions loses interest the longer one plays the game... As to live is to participate to make it's rich that do not deserve their self proclaimed fate... There's no end to the complaining when we're all goin through the same fucking shit.!. Know it's a classification that separates the people, all except the thinkers that get it... Drugs are allowed to depopulate the numbers of ignorance getting to high... Humanity has no morals for the species is ruined by objects that hypnotize... Ice melts faster when temperatures rise... As porn is the only steady source of pleasure outside the mind... Friends used to be earned n not there jus made... Fake smiles rotate depending on who's the topic of discussion today... Clowns hide deeper scars than average go do'ers... N getting ones way is never enough to the smoochers... This is the prize... How much of it actually crosses ur mind... When wars are fought over by control... When no one actually owns their own homes... It's an abomination ready to inplode... N everyone's like, so.!.

It never goes both ways...

I don't have much of a social life... I don't even have but a few friends... So to say I'm scared of relations wouldn't be true... I'm frightened of living their life as mine wouldn't be any of their interest... I've lived in someone else's world a few times over... Even tried to get them to lean my way... I don't know, maybe I'm jus not that important for someone to step in to mind... So I suck to myself so I don't get used to anyone wanting to repeat my name... There's times I've looked for mutual grounds... N others where I jus walked away from the selfish bs... I went as far as to prove a point times jus open some eyes... Nothing worked as I rely on self as it's I isn't missed... No one's every came around to find the balance it takes to exist... It's as been about them n is why I don't like vanity that much... Like was a hard thing to come to add it's even harder now... N I wish for the life of me i could talk some real shit about luv... That was even a one way street but it didn't matter no more... The only thing that counts is my kids who watched my fall... Filling their eyes with tears that cut deeper than any luv'r could... N I have no one to tell my secret aches to but 4 emotion walls... But I'm safe n can find my way in what it is I enjoy... Away from others that only care about what interests them... But I ain't on no pitty shit so I'm jus gonna stop... I jus ain't never met a true friend...

I ain't shit...

I didn't know I wasn't for jus anyone... I had no reason to believe I was that different... I thought I was what others went looking for n couldn't find... Come to find out I am but they don't seem to wanna do anything when time gives in... No one told me I was rare but would never find true luv... Seems I'm some sort of misfit due to I jus don't fit in to the norm... Others even tell me things like I need someone like u in my life... Yet, I honestly have never been felt outside of an others willingness to make home made porn... It's like I'm the one who gets sidestepped for either financial statuses or goofballs falling the funk... N there's no purpose to go n pretend anyone wind want me around... I'm not like them n that's quite alright... I'd rather not hear the lies of how I'm everything they've ever wanted slip from their own mouths... No, I didn't wanna become someone left in solitude with the ache of falling short... I never intended to be anything but who I am... N even though my words find a way to relate I'm nothing special... I'm jus another face in the crowd mumbling words like, shit fuck n damn... Knowing I have what it takes to please on levels a real individual could see... But i think everyone's to to themselves to be a witness to someone new... Dwelling on their past n claiming to be ok as their own words tell a much more complex story... Having no interest in my will to jus wanna live as it doesn't take long to remove their scope as I'm outta zoom... I ain't shit is what I've gathered others that come n go... N the ones that stay to long ain't about what they say... Trust is eventually broken n I can through their bs wanting something for free... As my emotions run deep n some to be given to shallow hearted fakes...

U know nothin of sorrow...

U don't know what pain is... All u wanna do is complain... U want sympathy m only text to those who have it to u... Needing the attention nic ur life is so fucked up there no do called use... U have no idea what it's like to hurt n no one know s fuckin thing... Ur all about yourself n cause more bs than what u lead others to believe... Ur not broken, ur heartless m over emotional is all... The reason u feel the way uu do is ur in fuckin fault... No one's to blame but the one u see in every reflection u pass by... N honestly it's about time u settle it on makings inside... U dwell m u bring others down with u n it's not cool... Yet they don't know who u are the way I do as I'm not ur fool... It's pathetic how u want everything handed to u bcuz ur so fucked up... Only if I spoke then a the details would tell on the design of ur empty luv... U don't want a friend... M u have no use for anyone if u cannot get pittied as eyes squint... U manipulate the good of people into ur selfish ridiculous behavior getting its way... Bcuz of it was the ache u felt, you'd bottle it up n fight it until u were strong enough to change the fucking expressions you ur face... Ur fake n it almost as good as the chatter u choose be... But there's thing u forget, u don't fool me...

What's at the bottom of the bottle.?.

I can feel it... It wants to talk... N I keep swallowing the sounds muffled in my mouth... As I've been thinking here lately... Oh the time jus may be at hand to release the carnage I'm which I hide... Though I'mma need lil help to bring it to the surface... So I jus may n I jus might go under the scalpel tonight... Crack a bottle n let words have their way... Simply jus sit back n allow river to flood my eyes... It's gotta go... There's no other way but to escape... I've been hiding for far too long n the moment needs it's end... To place before the eyes of what tortures me within... As I'm no longer afraid of the way the alphabet is gonna bend... It may not every taste the same again... But the liquor will help me not remember come mornings light... I'll be free n life will be mine too have once n for all... Letting lose of all the things that have went so fucking wrong with no real reason why... I wanna tap... Take my fingers n tell it like it is... With every shot giving courage never to hold back... So my silence can be heard on the whispers of lips... Finding truths in my own misfortune... With letters rushing the page as if a counter attack those who've spit dirt upon my name... For I have secrets of luv'rs n founded foes that haven't been heard... N all it's gonna take is to not give a shit the way everyone else claims to be... But wouldn't that take away from who I am n the way my word had worth.?.

Only if u knew...

I wanna feel u... Against me.. held throughout the night... Taking u into my dreams... I wanna see u every thought I've ever had... So u can know who I am... To feel the way I move... Given u the ease in which we land... I wanna walk with u on the other side... Far from this battle of the sexes... Jus to talk... N if things go well check u off of my wish list... I wanna awaken to u up against me... Felt to please... To soothe the beast hunting for a mate... Emerging from our dreams... I wanna text u n say whatever comes to mind... With every detail coming to life... Dab smack in the middle if ur day as u say wow.!. On some real shit jus bcuz u waltz through my mind... I wanna cater to the fact that I'd be able to call us the answer... Cutting the edges around us away... Finding our in island on fantasies n desires willing to admit the luv we could share would be the ultimate enhancer... Safe to open up as never to be afraid... I wanna hear u in multiple ways live the way u were meant to for once... With it being me that flips the switch... As willingness jus cannot ever seem to say no... Eyes locked in a stare so fucking close to lips pushing air outta the way for that very first kiss...

I'm asking for my bf...

When's the last time you've had someone pressed up against u that made a fuckin difference.?. Bcuz if u ask me ain't none of em with the memory slipping into the date which they deserve a broken alliance... N when do u think ur gonna be ready to accept an individual instead of a label that decides rolls expected to abide by.?. I'm jus asking for too if I'm right, we need a new type to come along n jus be without all the chaos that clings the hype... So who is it you'd wanna come flush to the touch with if u were to openly appreciate a friend as a luv'r.?. Guard down n mind willing figure out jus one chance were to arise as intent hovers... Where in ur heart is the feel of the passion if it were I that wanted in to give a lil of what u say you've been looking for.?. Who is it u are afraid of as u sit on silence for I believe it to be ur own judge of character that leave u always wanting more.?. In a serious conversation between u n I where life can mention the details that linger the mind goin nuts... Would u look at me as a candidate to ur own worth if I spoke to u with reason u can actually trust.?. As there's many things I wanna know that come to thought yet I never speak of simply bcuz I ain't the one to complicate ur life... Even though I sit in silence myself watchim days get say from the joy one could have instead of this inner battle in which it seems even I cannot be pried... How can I get in is i wanna know.?. What's gonna take to be able to cross over into ur world n find u behind the shell if what you've come to be known.?. Do u ever think of a body so close to u ur skin reaches to be felt as the texture is created in ways comfort becomes what's been deprived as luv.?. Goin under the right one who can relate n find ways to smile on a daily basis enjoying ur presence as the pulse creates another version of the rush...

Fucked back...

She fucked me good before she done me in... Threw it in me multiple times n let me believe it was mine... All it took was to got n I was done... She took it all, my heart, desires, passion, n even my mind... She got in n I gave me away... Down went the giant that's skated so many behind closed doors... I didn't have a chance n I was never told... The one got a big head n change the rotation get tongue wanting more... At I allowed the circus to take me to places i never would've been... Came back n laughed there day signatures returned my emotion peeking out my bank like we good... I don't like to talk about it yet goin down on the vibe thrown back n forth by moans... Dripping in luv at the top lookin down to dig all night with thick fuckin wood... Owned physically faithful n damn near obsessed with life ripping loose... There was jus this matter of fact that I wasn't told the turn even words flipped over... All the fuck me butch's came straight from hate... We were different n from the same place as not one thing in the past is a positive thought... I can see me n I'm not in the mood to entertain how she twists the tone of my name... I let her go as all I've ever wanted was for her to be herself... But damn the thoughts left are vivid n detailed as she got put back with the test in one big azz fucking leg licking orgy... Using my third bird to fuck her in front of everyone the way she did me lookin crazy her head on tilt...

In the moment...

Waking to a vision standing in the breeze... High up on a balcony over looking the sea... Wind slightly coming through the motionless room... Awakening the feel in my heart as my pulse moves... Eyes following the sway of an image at one with the moment... N in my mind I take it in to the memory where I'll forever hold on to it... As I lay there looking at luv wrapped in a sheet... Watching the sun touch the horizon so unique... Oh the beauty in the sight of a friend having that much comfort with life... Feeling the swooshing movent of air so cool the honesty of her stance could never lie... Thinking this is what happiness is believed to be  so vividly alive... Jus to witness how the display of light brings a shadow to her detailed designed... Triggering more interest in what makes her tick... Breathtaking is the thought gathered that she knows what it means to live... Whispering are u gonna come join me or just drool upon yourself... I gotta admit it's a dream that's most definitely felt...

Closer to my heart...

Jus to feel her bury her face in my chest... To feel me felt as she upon my skin rests... Having a desire to know me so she's safe in my arms... Never to doubt the emotion I have for her that runs deep in my heart... To lay with her in comfort as luv fills the room... Bringing who I truly am out so she can live knowing for her I'm always in the mood... Accepting me as is in which form I live... Damn, to hear her sigh as my fingertips touch her die hey it's her I've picked... To get use to as a daily routine... Wanting the need of a mutual decision made from our wildest dreams... Sinking in beneath the texture of forever holding on for dear life... Taking about any n everything jus to pass some time...

I'm all i know how to be...

It must be the way I cannot pretend to be who they need me to be... I'm jus me n I like who I am as I'm yet to be seen... Seems that damn silhouette needs a face to be really fuckin bad... I haven't been able to meet someone who finds my face to be more than a memory of yesterday's past... I believe they jus want what they've had come accustom to... Someone who they thought was someone different in their own heads that turned out to be assumed... Why can't I jus live n be accepted the way I come.?. As I heard every one of them claim it was me they luv'd... Yet my face change by the time they realized I want gonna play along for the needed to go find who it was their minds think exists... So I have up the tenderness pressed into a kiss... They don't want anything that doesn't resemble who they thought they had... N I refuse to allow myself to take part in an emotion so pure to turn sad... To look in the mirror n not recognize self would simply be a waste time... As I sit alone wondering if they anyone why can like me for me as I go on about living my life...

Along the rib...

Watching charters come to life... Following the physical visual displayed that comes from the mind... Taking in rolls that alter egos to believed... Faces are warn to be accepted as the truth of self cannot be retrieved... Fake smiles  forced humor jus find chuckles along the rib... It's hard having to notice the individual within unable to truly live... Puppets with no stitching holding the seams... Talking the same ol rubbish thinking difference is to act upon the lead... Finding a spot light that gives life to the imposter expressing hiding real value... Witness to the movement unnatural to free will of actual use... Phoney on the delivery of facial costumes painting upon the face... Clowns entertaining the need of wanting to feel the rush of changing names... In luv with self that doesn't know who in the fuck to be... Never having stage fright becoming a piece of an unforgettable dream... Hung from invisible strings to dance song the rib until they reach our hearts... N that's when they change as if they have the ability to bring to life big screen as if a work of art... Needing the acceptance craved they create something else other than self defined... Mimes feeling their way through out sensitivities that are impossible to rewind...

Helpless...

I can hear u... Hello... I know ur out there... Help me... I can't get out n it's dark in here... Hey... Am I to far beneath the surface to be heard.?. Please... I need help... I don't know what to do... I feel I'm trapped... I feel alone... N I don't wanna force smiles no more... I jus don't wanna put on that mask... But I can't let anyone see me cry... Jus open me up... I'm drowning... I'm begging u to notice there's something wrong before I'm to far outta reach... Please come get me... Unlock my heart n free me from the pain... I'm ready to go with u... Ready to live again... I jus don't know how to escape this endless abandonment... The careless isolation u cannot see... I feel I'm dying... Goin further n further everyday... Digging my depths up to find there's nothing left of me... It hurts... It fucks with my head... I feel ur vibrations... Throw me a line... Save me from this ache that enslaves me... I can't take no more... I jus wanna live... Hello!!! Are u there.?. Touch me... I need to feel something real... A friend... A piece of myself rise up n want more again... I'm down here... Please... Don't leave me... I don't wanna be left in here by myself anymore... The echos haunt me dreams... The silence breaks me down... I jus want a normal life... I need to hear that I'm someone too... Can u feel me pushing out  from the inside.?. Cut me open... Drag me from this place I do not want to be in... I'm in need of a change... Hear me!!! Hey!!! Why can't u hear my screams.?. Why do u over look me.?. Why am I not good enough.?. Why do I have to feel this way.?. I jus want out... Someone please... Release me... Take me away... There's too much here to be fixed... There's jus the confinement of the mind sucked in to the depression I cannot fight... Please... I don't wanna live this way... I jus need to be freed... To live... To feel luv'd...

I guess ur not listening... Or I might have thought u were here looking at my outter shell in which I reside...

Hello n goodbye...

Undesired...

It's ok to be a nobody... Someone who isn't shit to anyone... Finding one self emerged from within,, no one likes us... N it jus makes life more fun... Falling back being closed doors where the truth of this world isn't wanted... Watching the fake gain the fame if luv without roots to grown... It's quite alright to be the one one wants... It humbles the mind as reality drifts alone... Never to be the reason of relations... Not once given consideration of thought... As it feels good to watch others live the lies hung on walls of luv overpowering the acceptance of like... Amazed at the turn of hearts that are never satisfied in a moment to pause... It's not gonna hurt the way false intentions force the mood into believing friends are made... Riding solo truly gathers the mind to understand what's goin on before the eyes... Even in the most lonely mindset of solitude that creeps in to the imagination wanting to come to life... Being alone is the fact that others jus want what everyone else wants n it's not self to be recognized... So behind doors that close n lock... Away from tongues that spit various confusions to emotions jus to visualize the issue... There's nothing wrong with being pushed to the side so someone else can enjoy what u thought was a good thing... To live isn't too stuff a bra jus to catch unwanted tears with the false advertise of tissue... It'll be fine when life goes without the chaos even thought the comfort would be greatly appreciated... Being the individual unseen by eyes for depths run deep... The undesired difference that jus doesn't seem to ever fit in... Jus breathe...

The irritation of lusts...

They don't know what it's like to dig in... To go beneath an others face to see the truth about the individual jus wanting to live... To know someone other than self a care is never given... N it's over these kinda people that everyone sense to be trippin... As reflections is all they're interested in looking away from relations like they're someone to miss... Shallow n self centered appears to be the attraction that unites lips... Falling inward when noticing who hides behind vanities eyes... Able to hear the self righteousness of tongues tell tales in their favor that lie... The innocent ones of beauty that never sinks beneath the texture of pigmentation on display... To them we ain't shit but replaceable to hear them say our names... N it gets old having a sexual sensation outlast the thrill forever tamed... As they claim it's not others that feed their physical luv yet without them there's no one to admire the front... They're fake n of superficial lusts as their reasoning sounds like a cunt... A needy insecure bitch if the words were to leap from my very own grin... Laughing at the truths exposing who they hate as me bcuz I see them in true form... As I say nothing n let them live in a different direction away from my norm... The desired emptiness is a deceitful state of mind only interested in what they want... The pretty ones that play their own game of gimme gimme to receive a moment of luv... Twisting the sexually deprived for a gain as if a queen on a throne... In control there are so many willing to step up n into ones place standing along side their egos... N I'm jus glad I don't take their shit even thought they'll never let me go... It's the care free heart that turns them down that hurts their mask... The rejection of use being known tends to confuse what they've never had... Finding thoughts linger in their heads of the one who was defied the odds as a friend to walk away with a smile that cannot be fazed... Hearing from them on occasion as they remain in pon the flesh so eyes can fuck the outter presence of who they are outta an eventual hate... With no true luv to dig into raw roots if who they tell have become lookin in mirrors with no edges to cut them from the nonsense... My guess is I'm prolly the only one to speak on the matter as they're ears have heard my tongue quietly tell them they're fuckin arrogant... In which I find labels land upon my skin like markings to insert an image of me being this monster who is out for no good... It's funny to think through it all I still stand as the only person they can talk to away from the depths of their looks...

Kinda familiar...

It does no good to have a good heart... Purpose changes with the variety of emotion used to beat so hard... Having levels of potential as confidence is the key factory of luv... Teetering either way so eyes can see the difference to help self decipher who's worth a fuck... Finding the movement play along with types n lifestyles that align looking for a friend... Ignoring the fact that self isn't like a single one them... Believing in the attraction we've grown to get used to... Needing to switch some shit up so the mind can live with the truth... Following words of what kinda individual society has produced... There's no wonder why the banging the chest beats down the activity so severely abused... We keep walking in to the same trap as each time we become unfelt n numb... Yet no one wants to talk about like as they jus wanna chase after the same ol typically familiar basic azz sorta kinda luv...

Think about me...

On the three, two, I hope ur ready for the one... Coming straight atcha with a smile to catch ur eye sucking my tongue... I'm not stopping until I know I'm not the one... N it won't take that long to find out how will you've gotten at playing along... If u are real u won't miss a beat as I step in ur direction... In ur to be seen for further inspection... Dissect me from the bottom of my depths to the knowing of my ways... I'm free n I come to please the want i have for u within me... As u will see once u get beneath the surface walking with my dreams... It is u I wanna get to know... The very creature I've been looking for I see as u full fucking grown... Let's get it n Leigh at the hype that falls short of the makings of memories made to keep... I'm not playing as I want u to climb on up on my heart n heart my life breathe... No is not an option with u thinking of who would be the best one for u... Only after u witness my will awaken will I believe ur decision is truth... Bcuz i know u don't know me now, but u can if u want... I wanna slide up into ur comfort n jus fall in..............

Unmentioned me...

I bite thy tongue right before it comes out... Jus bcuz I don't know what fears u have to spoken of out loud... I wanna tell ya what it is I think u could use if heard... Yet I swallow the truth n let u go on about ur way as ur looking for something that doesn't hurt... Even though it wouldn't be my intent to abuse u... I jus keep quiet as ur I'm my periferal pretending to be ok with hidden truths... But you'll never know due to I don't wanna complicate ur quest to find happiness... Unwilling to step to u first for I know u too have a type I prolly do not fit... But it's typical n I've gotten used to the thought will never come to call to get super fuckin close... Putting an end to the refusal of letting my curiosity run free hope... I fall back in order to let u do what it is u figure u need to... I don't wanna disrupt u so I tension the mute...

The transition...

In different stages goin from one the next... Taking some time in between faces to gather what's best for self within the walls the chest... In the rotation it takes to resist offers jus tryin to relocate the valves pumping luv... Some have jus entered the solitude still hurt at others have come wanna be touched... As the chatter of truths never mention which general state of minm one derives... It's the resentment of choices die process that takes time to accept the birth of a new life... All playing games with their own rules pointing fingers on how to live... Finding the single life is to be considered a weakness of all things as if pain isn't natural to the growth of loose lips... Careless to others as the opinionated goes pure mental unable to feel anything but the comfort of numb... Either jumping in over n over again or running away from the over emotional curse of luv... There's levels of ups n down as crossing borders within self need they moment to heal... Bcuz when wrapped up being able to give is the only thing that's real...

Take ur time n breathe...

We don't havta pretend... We can be grown... I'm capable of being mature... There's no need in the change of tones... Friendly convo is all I seek... So where jus who we are... Gabbin into sound what comes to mind... Free to speak as is... We don't havta be afraid here tonight... Time doesn't truly exist... N life isn't gonna last forever... Jus don't assume who u are upon me... I have no need in fake intent if moments are to linger with feathers... Be upfront with what it is u feel u want... Mean what u say n say what it is u mean... Don't hide words that need to be known... The eventuality will come soon enough for get to follow the lead... I can't relate to the half hearted n unsexual types... Let u come from within n stand for who it is before me... Tangling tongues as letters for in the mouth... Talking about looking for that one who never is to leave... Showing the freak it's ok the live... Gathering thoughts of mental intellect to comprehend reasonable doubt of the vibe isn't felt... Having a moment to listen to the reply of passions... Lets not twist twangs to sounds like someone else... U can walk away from the point made by the depths real enough to touch... Or actions can also react n find both persons are present... Goin one way is the path taken to enjoy what there is to seek... N truth of matters should come out to partake in what we submit... Tell no tales... Hold no war hidden behind teeth that sum to bite... Jus release ur own worth of who u believe u wanna reside... Before we consider what's to come of the curiosity diggin for life...

Unavoidable circumstances...

It's getting stronger as days go by... Thoughts circulate distinctively of what appears behind my mind... The feel of coming home to someone I jus cannot refuse... Giving the imagination free will to explore what it likes to enthuse... Having a wide range of vivid daydreams wanting to come to life... To look at a face n know I ain't got shit to worrt about... Listening to all the sounds that come from such a beautiful mouth... I crave the precise moment she walks into my life for good... To confort me beneath night until the mornings awaken of as the hearts been shook... Pumped full of joy of the emptiness that keeps lingering in my life... N I'm getting to used to being alone n drifting in rhymes... Opening up in the fade to black scenerio living solo craving to touch an other... Flush n against the body as more than jus a doable luv'r... She's something thinking of who it is I am... Wondering the same damn things I ponder as we wait in our silence for hope to land... Deep within the emotion that fuels the flame lit for pleasure to know I haven't a fucking thing to ask... Met in time to fall into the heated desires a pulling us into bed... Able to relate in the middle of laying as still as motion without the calling of next... Pure luv that accepts do all i can for the return on backs never to endure a single slit... Friends sharing a way to better times as life itself is the trip... It gets hard to ignore my own needs gathering unused intent that builds at a non-stop pace... N all i wanna do is hear her call out my fuckin name.!.

What it is that'll...

It's hard when u know what it is that'll uplift spirits holding back... Lookin at faces perfectly n quietly content moving along slowly with the facts... Like a flow of words reaching for the right state of mind with a touch of humor sticking to facial expressions on the loose... There's a type with a mental luv so mature the kids within us will play as we move... As feeling what it is that'll add the reason to life to walk simultaneously... Connected to who's who dreaming the way to be seen with a smile that embeds itself unselfishly... A kinda woman that compliments who I am the individual shit has become... Like taken into consideration of the silliness rollin around in luv... Unafraid of who I am as the link that completes the heart leaving to feel the beat... Two of one kind holding what it is that'll change the better of me... Free to live n hey own lil way disattaching from the gender that cousins her shape... N honestly I cannot wait to see her face... Needing a moment to fall in to the comfort feeling her against me to the core... Forever wanting more if what it is that'll make the difference on either side of swinging doors... Clinging when together n getting cuts to bring home to maintain without being materialistically handicapped... The piece of mind down n having my back the same way my arms wrap n attach...

In Motion...

Getting to close to being alone finds a more complex version of free... There's a twist of trust that comes in clutch switching shit up finally willing to breathe... It's a drift into the ease jus past the loneliness where the mind is actually gathered... Allowing the heart touch it's own emotion in the bullpen safe from the bats that shatter... Safe in redifined kinda home granting self a break from the fiasco of lusts that aren't interested in relations to a friend... In total comfort even if life runs out n self lands at the edge of the inevitable end... Solo n not peejing into eyes other than the mirrors reflection that refuses to look away to join the chaos awaiting in the reach... It's crossing over the balance knowing no one can hurt depended wounds from battles that were only worth the lesson to teach... Falling in luv with who one is within so I've can comprehend what type will suit the feel of like without the rage of luv... Mentally content to the commitment of no one's hurts in any way shape or form no matter the rush... Looked after by numbero uno believing life is the only thing to trust for it is upfront from start to finish... Releasing the tension chosen in the grips of relentless fists... A state of mind... Living in a rare unique visual seen by the eyes... Heard by ears n tested by tastebuds so vibrant the flavor meets sound to register the pleasure of peace... Silent n happy to wait on any one person to want the need of filling dreams... Capturing the meaning in what it is we all have to share... Sidestepping societies rules as the conscious is bared...

U can have me...

Looksie here, upon my face... At the way my expressions embrace the interest willing to trade... To give a lil humor to a piece or ur mind... In good thoughts so vivid comin to life... Thinking of u n I unable to resist the feel of us... Felt through the existence of trust... Take a gander at the way my features shift as u come close... Sinking beneath the texture on my skin to reside the only place I call home... Open hearted n willing to relate... It's so soothing to hear ur voice sound out my name... Creating focus on what it is I've longed to touch... U in a moment where I into u fall in luv... Notice the smile that rises jus knowing ur alive... That ur here with me as I'm able to call u mine... Giving to u all that I am n who I'll forever be... It's u I crave to enter me... To have ur way with my emotions placed on my lips... At one with the sensitivity that caters to the movement of ur fingertips... Felt deep enough in the rib that life has finally begun... Goin with the flow of the rush... Witness to ur very own stare lookin back at me with reason to play... N to think, I don't believe in fate... As comfort settled in the moment u came along... Not knowing I was lost... Check out how I light up jus to visualize how we collide... Wrapping instinct in arms awaiting the ends of time... Speaking even in the silence that sighs in aww... U can have me for without u I am dull...

Are relations free.?.

Live in ur past or get with the living... Be what makes the difference n decide what's uplifting... U can relive every vivid detail or u can shut it the fuck up... There's choices to be made n it's ur responsibility to move on or watch  a pattern repeat claiming luv... Think of it as an offering of self no longer outta control... Causing pain to others to come along that do not deserve the bs u cater to as self must be put on hold... Reasoning with yourself to stop the chaos wanting to open ur every thought... So what is it ur convo is good for if reality slapped u in the face to awaken u in a pause.?. Are u stuck in a distinctive moment without a friend to listen to u torture the one person within that cannot escape... Or is it the healing process needs a lil more time to catch up with the facts that will forever remain.?. Yet, has the mind come around to knowing the letting go had already occurred n u feel a sigh in the mornings dusk.?. Who's ur tongue move with standing where u are when u talk about luv.?. Hung up n lost, getting better as the days go on or is it ur over the bs as ur tone refuses to entertain what used be.?. I'm only asking to see what stage ur mindset resides in so I know if relations are free... Goin back n fort isn't a very attractive thing if ties bind u to everything you've every known that has gone so fucking wrong... N until u can level up u can't do much of anything listening the same ol songs... Who is it on display I see looking in my direction for something new.?. The difference to be taken into affect as eyes wanna go deeper than old flings cut loose... Does ur lips still shape ex luv'rs names.?. Or are u capable of gathering yourself so an other won't ever havta hear of u n someone else that went down in rage.?. As the flames burn images resurrected in making them go through where they've been before u stepped into their life... From who is it u hide.?. Tucked behind the truths for everyone to feel the vibe pulsating with words that reflect on the negativity that's captured ur own happiness... Or are u real enough to move on with the configuration of someone who gets the motion of giddiness.?. Mature, as then is not now n no one can hurt self unless self allows it... Finding that tickle that fingers ur ribs... Are u hear with me or in a prior time caught up fighting self.?. What is it I'm truly being dealt.?.

The only option left...

I wanna be ugly so i can be luv'd... Seems that's the only way females wanna text the touch... Towards assholes that only think of themselves... Leaving scars on the heart that stand like whelps... I jus want to mistreat someone so i can be seen... Turns out the good guys are nothing more than a combo to vent for a someone else in a woman's dreams... So to be selfish n inconsiderate is the way to go... It comes with interest bcuz the bad boy bs is the desired blow... Damn, to be a shitty individual n get what others get would be so fucking nice... To abuse emotion at will n have them keep comin is a thought if great expectations well being the hype... As the scum is what decides the gesture of wants over the impossibility of needs... Fuck em is the gimme mine state of mind that pushes interest to the side for what I don't have... N to even acknowledge this bs is truly fuckin sad... For it is not for a man decide who she fights for hey life... Crippling the ability to reason with being a well rounded male deprived... Unable to get what the fuck boys tend to jus throw the away... Asking one question, who is it to blame.?.

Pure words of confusion...

Listening to voices gather sound n toss interested around with no real movent feel luv... Lost on the outside of that circle of trust feeling unleashed as skin jus cannot be touched... Living the fact that words come from others that fall short of every fucking thing the want see to believe... It's hard to hear such behavior lips that lie to pry open the depths the heart without an honest use of relief... Nothing is meant as selfish blabbering finds sound being blown in the winds direction of the breeze once felt... The give n go that dismisses the ripples sent from the heat of hope in someone's about the intent they speak as the heart behind to melt... They jus want the attention when they feel the need a friend as the moments last allot as long as their own reason to fuck around... Instilling the details of disbelief that surround the images said to be the difference in the connection itself as they continue to walk away so proud... Knowing the mind can decipher through the patterns ability to chamoflauge lusts into trust as one still craves the possibility of a look lil word like us... Forced to let go of the lesser acts of worth moving with the syncing of what is to be hushed... To mute what's attempting to penetrate the mind with empty intuitions that lead the curiosity astray.... Falling back on self is the choice to go with the curve life throws or remain alone n afraid of the mistreatment within a new luv'rs game...

Empty...

Sunday mornings without a friend flush to the warmth of bodies sharing space... It'll change the expressions behind closed for displayed doors on ones face... Digging in to that feeling of there's no one who'd like to fall beneath covers... Awakening to the reality of the appeal drawn to a fabulous luv'r... Tucked into arms of a friend to comfort the heart so content it opens up... Felt in grasps so soothing the world outside simply seems not to exist... As lips crawl up the back of the neck n give a g'mornin kiss... N these are thoughts of what's missed laying motionless like the enmpty side of the bed... Stirring up emotion with the moment thinking about having someone more than being in ones head... Finding pillows aren't gonna make the lean meet the desire to hold someone close... So one jus curls up with old memories that fuck up the mood wanting to hear a voice tone... Whispering lil nothings with smiles that bring happiness to life... Knowing one cannot convince themself it is real n seeing through the lie...

Don't leave, jus speak...

What is it u seek my way? Lookin curious as if there's something about me u wish to gain. I'm not different than others Dan m depending on the train thought. Am i considered in ur eyes to be found as I did not know I was lost? To be what u jus refuse to go without. Who all I but an individual that doesn't feel the need to fit in. So far from a type craved I jus can't win. U see, I've been told many things n none in which were ever true. At least not to the lips that spoke to me as I them move... On to another set puckered up for the affection u now believe u see. Are u sure in not jus a dream? A moment to escape until you've healed... Goin back to what it is u know that gives u the comfort of faces that peel. With distinctive features of my own feeling u claim it is me. What is it u want me to be? Who's reality is it I'm to live in if I may ask? I'm not for jus anyone jus bcuz words click n this I know. I too need the balance of hope. That resurrection of will wanting to obtain the truth of the matter that states facts holding on. What would I be doin with u as ur getting to where u are goin? There things that are unanswered n kept under the tongues tuck. How would u come at me with intent if u wanted to fuck? Creating a session that's not jus seasonal to the fortune of life. If I will, please don't lie...

Obsessed with seeking a friend...

How many words will it take to be believed? Before the reason kicks in to feel the relief. Prior to tongues tiring from the flip of the ramble ripping loose. Who wins if truths are avoiding the comfort of use. As cores sidestep the touch reaching for more. Where's the consideration of good coming from convo that isn't a bore? What's to come of the playfulness that seems to wanna be entertained if contentment isn't foreseen? The heart wants to know what the minds goal is for it gave in to be free. To gather thoughts without being captured as a prisoner of luv. So why is it every attempt seems to be crushed? To fail once the smile feels the passion rise to the occasion. Damn near in a moment of suffocation. When like comments on a piece of the illustration of words that come to life. When will tones collaborate to become something that surpasses the hype? Turning one technicalities of being interested with seeking a friend. Finding one after another leave in the end.

Lacking will...

Behind the eyes... Beneath the words... Upon the lips... Deep in the hearts worth... With the flow of fingertips... Off the top of the mind... Within expressions... Buried as I hide... The state from across the room... To the interest hushed... Below the emotion... Tucked into the thought of luv... Finding like... Looking at self... A friend... Alone n unfelt... Listening the silence... Hearing the solitude take affect... Whispers collect tones... Sighs gain respect... To come out to play... Afraid... Goofy... Feeling no pain... Free... Bored... No where near lost yet in wonder... Wanting more... Speaking when spoken to... Deciding what's best... Truth n honesty needing to be the key factor... N there's no such thing as what's left... Whole n fully intact... Moving to the sync of life's rhythmatic claim... Opening up on the unreachable side... Away from burning of flames... Under breaths... Blowing out candles in the dark... Sexually solo... Chaining passion to the thrill behind bars...

No one...

I ain't no one to u... There's nothin special about me but a familiar face... Maybe remembered as someone who makes u laugh... N at times think n say damn to my name... But I'm jus me... Over here, in my own state of mind which is the best place I can stay...... Not a part of ur life other than through words read... N honestly I wonder if u truly mean what the say... If ur own creative structure of sound can be heard within... I know, the same way u express in to yourself that no one can be trusted... Waiting on actions u don't even put in on... Is it like to luv or am I lusted... A perversion with a fantasy or an emotion wanting to be felt... A mental image held by a thought to scare u once again... U don't wanna know me... I believe ur looking for a different kinda man... Something ur used to bcuz u can't find the change of for once someone touching down... U shouldn't speak in tongues tied to a type I jus to not fit... U won't get close enough to accept there's more styles of male figure that u refuse to see... I'm jus lingering with ur boredom until the perfect man comes along n hooks ur slit... Giving u the old feeling of something so near the others that you've known... I'm a piece to ur puzzle like the background with a scenery fading once The picture is complete... I'm no one... Hi... I listen n I compare notes on life to relate n I sleep alone... There's nothing more to me than the truth witnessed even through words that doesn't seem to stack up to an others lies... The entertainer... The nice guy with a freaky side of games to be played... Standing the middle of life with no one to multiple my remainder... Hung before my heart is be touched as that sounds backwards in ur mind... I'll rotate like into luv once touch flips the switch... U don't wanna call a fuck to give unless ur felt n that's the most dangerous shit to do... I'm me n ur u so let's keep this straight n admit ur never gonna want who I am one fuckin bit... Said to be real even... With depths... Reason... N still, u look for what's next...

I wanna fuck ur thoughts...

It's the way ur clit would feel upon my tongue that stimulates my ability to please... Mentally dropping to my knees to better ur dripping lips as u leak... For the flavor or ur lil miss kitten I'd show I how intensely u fuck with my head... Inadvertantly yet deliberately I want u in my bed... To fuck n play with u until ur legs shake for the better of ur thoughts... Doin u as if ur fantasies were here the real world caught up with me stretching ur walls... Full n filled with enough cock to cum so mutha fuckin hard... Sending ur moans to another level crawling off the chart... As it's ur panties I wanna watch u remove n toss upon the floor... Exposing ur core for more as I lure u into a roar... Talking about come out to play with me or I'll come in n take u from yourself... Used in my thoughts is u here in the now felt... As does before u is where I truly wanna go... I want u to be my own personal sidekick or shall I say time alone... Fighting the night away as we move with each other inside personal space... Put ur fingers on her n lemme watch u crave me naked... Fucking the freak on display jus to touch the deepest moans possible... Removing clothes as an obstacle... Tongue to holes n lips to lips... It's the way u text me as I fuckin dig...

The me I havta be...

I jus wanna be free without the chaos of living an others dream... Far from the twist that tried to shape me into what their idea of what the want me to be... There's no desire in my heart to act as if I'm something other than what I am... As free is who I will remain even if it's my own fuck in my hand... I don't wanna pretend for the sake of relations to cater to a luv'rs thought... I cherish my own unique individuality as I will only change for me bcuz I am what matters never to be lost... For my better due to people come n they go quicker than the breeze when they do not get their fucking way... So solo it must be so it's I doesn't take the self righteous blame... Jus wanting to be the one thing that most natural to who it is I am trapped within... There jus no point in the transition of becoming a version i for not wanna partake in knowing with a forced grin... Fake isn't real as this world is as phone as dead cores walking around in shells acting like humans the pleasure of phases that have no clue to the presence of mind the lack... I'd rather stick to myself than relate in a different way to my thought process abducted by selfish obedience that hide the facts... Groomed to go with the flow of the heart in constant pain... Fuck u n the way u say my name... I'm not the silhouette that lingers faceless behind ur eyes as it's my features at war with ur inner immaturities plain me for a fool... I'mma jus straight up tell u to fuck off n I'm cool...

The floaters...

Forceful entry is wanting something easy n way to fucking soon... N not being able to have it is frawned upon if anyone thinks otherwise so what's the use.?....  Yet, how soon is too soon as we have time against us in the first place... Lookin goofy as we go back n forth of who's who instead of finding out what's to become of life n that in between space... Send the tickle of something new is all there is to be as relations tap out after the hype wears off... Making self step back n watch the fiasco break hearts that fuck over minds every so fuckin lost... Hating everyone without considering it wad no one's fault due to the decisions to be with others that were made... N for those who escape the chaos selling a better price of mind ache waiting on the flame... PeePeo want the need of having their way now without caring what someone else is goin through... Leaving the end of beginnings the one thing to tell the return of selfishness in the loose... Impatient n impossible to cope with the emotion that's free to hurt anyone in it's path... In an unused thought process is jus a game from one the next as a phase feeling their wrathe...

Finding thy friend...

Is it too soon to tell that I believe i can't go wrong.?. In all seriousness, I've been waiting for specifics to come along... N life seems to be playing out rather nice... As the details of what I like might have waltzed into my life... But I'm not trim to jump to fall bcuz idk in which way is land... Even though some time soon I'd luv to stop using my hand... The convo I seek is upbeat n open to relate... Finding the mind a relief in the way it processes the gain... Grown for once is the likings of my crave coming to life... Breathtaking n beautiful from the inside out n one unforgettable find... A tiny lil thing compated size of me... Jus the way I like my attraction so willing n free... As the best part is i can be me n jus live... Seen for who it is that presents self on both ends of interest creating a common want... To express the needs to be known if every the chance for like to transform into luv... Even though that's jus a thought in time to come of what if she could indeed be what I've held out for.?. Bcuz as if this moment I can say I there's a curiousity to touch her core... Flat out coming from within to play with a piece of mind... I'm thinking it could finally round out to me getting mine... To accept an other the way it feels so natural to go with the flow... It's possible the search may be over for truths to be known... Stepping up to come face to face in a passionate moment made for two... Jus doin what it is we do... Yet I'mma jus let things become what they will... N simply enjoy the reason of the thrill...

One way in...

So if it's my heart u want... What do I get... It comes with the same stipulation of luv... We can call it a trip... On tour sort of speak type of shit that doesn't last through the rush... As my emotion carries laughter I cannot describe... N no one's allowed in unless we're acting like lil kids jumping from chest to chest... Truly luv'd... But we can move close to see if you'd like to see the opposite of what's left... It's a correct way of thinking that makes sense to me I utter to please... Jus don't come for my mind bcuz I'm content with who I am...  Where's the exposed core so i can touch u the way a woman should feel soothed.?. I'm not the enemy n I damn sure ain't to not put myself on the line of yes I can... So if it's me ur looking for I'mma need u to recognize I don't wanna think about anything that doesn't pertain to us n fam...  If it's u I'mma gonna go ham.!. As my honesty here shows who I am to the point with my words... Ok with being alone as a friend will come along... Wanting what u may or may not know of who it is in which u seek... Me taking way too fuckin long...

Angles of retreat...

Finding reasons not to tangle with luv... Afraid to commit to someone who doesn't understand the individual within has gone untouched... As eyes pierce the skin lurking in the shallows crawl... Yet, I'm on another level of being a man that can withstand the vaginal walls... The trap the lures the initial mindset in... As my worth isn't upon the surface nor buried within the joy of a woman's twist... So alone is the remains to build the courage up... Even though the thought is as scary as wanting the need of the rush... Outside of relations I creep on a low as I slide through the crowd... Listening to voices come from mouths that sprak out loud... Finding self turning on the pivet at any moment to run away... Saving self from the lack there of length to the distance beneath passions flame... N it can be the pettiest thing I can use to close the door... Even staying clear of sexual interactions wanting so much more... As the head shakes of how much longer will it be before the valves open for old faithful wake the fuck up... To go with the pleasure of how a stranger can none more than the anticipation of lusts...

The treasure within...

It's the interest taken to find out who I am... By an other that finds the curiosity a week with damn... As so many never did beneath the surface due to they're to worried about themselves... N that has never done anything for me but left some n feeling I'm unable be felt... Finding convo wanna know who it is I hide from this world... As the same goes in return bcuz I'm not afraid to penetrate the mind to get to the goods that sperate women from girls... But no one has ever reasoned with the individual within me... They're eyes land upon me n they forget I'm as real as standing before them in reality... With the feeling of u don't know me n u prolly never will... All bcuz they jus want someone to cater to who they are to feed their selfish thrill... Or the fact of the matter that I'm jus not others so they simple cannot relate... Rotating into the back their minds as jus another face... For it's I that rambles of words that find no true need in anyone looking to enjoy me as me... Always having to give more to others than I ever receive... Sitting alone most of the time wondering will anyone find me attractive without the sexual appeal I carry on my exterior shell... Truly accepted the way I've looked into a few that didn't notice the intent of a friend who fell... Seems I'm not for jus anyone wanting to figure out what makes me tick... At least there's not a single person willing to keep me close in the way I exist... So I jus do me n watch them come n go... To into their own creation within their needs leaving me with yet the plunge of a gaping hole... It's hard to find them when they can only see self made standards wanting others to do what they cannot... I'd rather not feed in to feel my own desires rot...

With U...

I seriously wanna feel u against me bringing out my best... Naked n feeling each other's nakedness as fingertips caress the flesh... Lost in the moment of passion at its finest kissing ur neck... Moaning n sucking n licking ur eyes into back on ur head as our hearts skip beats the pulse jumping from the chest... Showering a significant amount of interest to please u before we rest... Moments before the next thoughts comes to life I cannot resist... Finding myself buried in u as if ur emotion I'm tryin to intersect... Never once left in wonder if what it is u do to me since the day we met...

Settled in...

Can u sit in a room with the silence n not say a damn thing.?. Jus feeling the vibe from an other so close the emotion clings... Hearing breaths n heartbeats coexist with the motion bodies flow... Touching in the moment of skin finding the comfort of the mind full blown... Simply as still as the space that surrounds friends takin the consideration to give self for a change... As thoughts carry the imagination of what's taking place... Wrapped in luv's free will to live in the quit depths jumping with joy... Syncing pulses that reach for worth alone n filling a void... Held n holding the texture on the nude... Accepting the foundation relations to be the honest truth...

Who are we.?.

Tell me I'm happy... Allow ur face to give true intent...  Expressions that show what it is I do to u within... I need to know I'm not wasting my time for luv to come to an end... The changing of facial features only twist tones n all I wanna hear is u say my name... So I can listen to the movement if ur lips... Speak... I crave the guarantee to accept I am worth stretching ur smile as I alone give u more life... It's a limitless comfort that helps me focus on the connection of us... Removing a others trying to step up n have a crack at the will i have to share... So look at me for ur eyes cannot hide the truth... Are u in it or are u capturing my heart for ur own sake bcuz ur scared.?. Unable to let go for the loneliness digs in to nights of self pity... I need reason n I want something rare to enjoy me the way I enjoy u... As tongue never lie n minds never stray... For a friendship like the comprehension of emotion bring put to use... Feel me n let ur honest motions tattle take or ur desires breaking free... I'm human as u are n believe we can be adults... That is if u can wrap ur mindset around the nerve that I touch... I jus don't wanna luv empty n know it be my fault for not securing the cause...

Fucked senseless...

Jus turn around n bend over... There's things I've been thinking n they wanna feel ur hormones live n cum as a luv'r.... I have something ur gonna bust loose on as I slide deep within ur wet warm walls... So jus know to hear u move flow you'd be enjoyed as if time paused... Jus take it n feel it please ur deepest moans n desires... I wanna show u what it is my willingness is up for as ur own personal play thing of fire... I'm at ur service n have no limits to ur climax's secret thoughts escaping n dripping down my shaft... Open up n release the tingle of nerves that try to resist the thrusting pushing in ur tiny warmth wrapped so tight around being had... Step into me n accept my crave for u is so fuckin real... As the creativity to get u to recolor yourself through my touch is priceless in my mind... Remove ur clothing as I touch ur flesh as if my fingertips make luv to every fuckin nerve ripping through to be felt as I slide inside... I wanna hear the way u enjoy girth force it's way in to reach for ur gspot that's been going untouched... Stroking ur every gasp as u fall for the way I will not tensioned hushed... For words the leap from my lips will be vulgar n demeaning bcuz I know what it is u need the most... So call me daddy n been for it n I'll tamper  ur whoas... Not get on ur knees put Arch ur back bcuz I wanna see ur azz in the air... I promise u once I'm in I'mma gonna tug n pull ur hair...  So I can watch ur expressions tell me every dirty lil sacred thing you've never done... I want u in rare form as my only one...

What's the point.?.

Would it mean anything to be understand.?. If the past came back around to tell u bcuz finally can... To know they get it due to senses found compassion to live... As to receive the satisfaction of what self put in... To get the answers one seeks... As if awaking from a dream... Feeling a response that settles the nerve... Showing somehow for u there once was worth... Jus so they know u were fucking there... To flip positions n heal the takes... After standing alone in the heart of battles... Rattled... As the war of the hearts lost the individuality of careless minds... Stepping to u with an apology here life... What good would come from the pain.?. If questions were asked n replies were made... Salvaging a piece of a friendship forever gone... Admitting they were wrong... Is the attachment worth the ache it would take to allow the feel back in.?. Tugging on the ventilation of rips... Like rusted nails straightened to be reused...  Careful not to be a fool... Pulled from the skin the same claw hammer that rearranged ur face... Where in life is the better off of knowing ever come into play.?. Like, should it matter if it sets us loose.?. Jus having the reason that took so fucking long to obtain... Collaborating with the left to the right brain... Felt in the pits of uselessness in which we've lived for how long... Taking away ur favorite song... Would asking one last time ease the wonder if it were possible to get the satisfaction deserved... If words were heard... N time stood still to claim the moment of truths... Could u turn around n listen n once again forget ur own use.?. Giving them a chance to come clean for the save their own guilt spewing from lips that never cared... Is being the better person ever fair.?. As the sound of their voice returns to settle differences ready to reconcile... Do they even exist anyone in the memories file.?.

Tryin on luv to take it off...

Close enough to be addicted... Even closer to be so far away as if evicted... Catering to a heart in no need of emotion... Relations somewhere in between fuck it n devotion... Lost within the mix... Confusion conflicts with the consumption of words upon the lips... Hearing what cannot be understood... Down for the long haul cut short of being shook... Granted taken in the opposing sense of truths turning out... Switching lanes claiming the selfish bs of being down... Infested n riddled with risks once felt so good... Eyes can't stand the sight to even look... Friends of strangers transforming beneath fingers that redirect the threat... Gone by the time life awakens to miscellaneous debt... Ending the greatest thing ever given to the nakedness that got its way... Hooked to luv that tongue tastes different names... Goin further than consideration ever digs into depths... Emptying the build up created in the chest... Forever changed by choice to have what is to be held... Knowing to release it is the coming of the goin of being felt... Living in a tucked state of mind secured by memories that remind self of what could be... Left in the solitude of unforgettable dreams... Whacked out n playin hard to get... Time once spent becomes the nothingness that rests... Coming from nothing to the bitter sweet temptation that comes to pass... As expressions somehow laugh...

Classic clarification...

Which friend is it u wanna be.?. There's different levels until u teach the tip... Spread ur wings as I soar down to see my telecon in the river of luv... Tisk tisk... Gotta luv that shit... Or is it fruends that benefit from having someone else around.?. Fun for a good time the same roof... Taking it as far as it'll go... Get u some luv'n n some cockaboom... Then there's the we have it open place but are always together kinda freedom from broom trapped sharing the same bed as if being independent is the better way to be... Keeping distance bcuz it will never escalate no further... As friends with benefits hit u up when hormones Rian free to feel sexually stimulated like a freak should... Or is convo what ur truly after as a tease lookin for attention secretly wanting the burger.?. Tenderized by hate is another in which the betrayal changed the way u feel so it's fuck it.!. N I'm jus goin the line to relate on where we coexist... Once knowing what the intent is alowed to speak upon the lips... Are u out for self n always on some bullshit.?.

Saved by one.!.

Lookin for something isn't no fun once the thrill is gone... N it ain't shit to feel the need of someone passing by...
Yet self cannot get out to find a need in being with anyone in particular... It's a heartbreaker bcuz luv is pure past the initial hype...

N it hasn't happened yet to the point I'd fight for it for I know now what is real... As there's someone who can pull my card if my interest clings to know them...  Moving jus isn't the same no matter how the mind resists the feel of contact... Being self is self if the maturity level is taken into factor with luv as the fortune lent... 

But eyes ain't looking up to take notice to see how an other would react... Basically taking turns to explore where things go to have a crack at something new for a change... Needing that one that never goes away like the lies that wanted self believe they were the real thing... With more than tongues in motion in goin home with the comfort the heart yearning to be saved.!.

Faithfully loyal once a foundation is erected from strangers taking an interest in life together... Leaving the solo act of multiple faces behind for the thrill of a friend like no other... Yet the mind picks apart the anatomy of worth as the connection doesn't sync or align jus right for time to move... Thinking there's so many that can jus be an excellent luv'r...

We cool...

Hey me.!.
Hey u.!.
U good.?.
U good.?.
Fair enough...
We cool...
Fo sho...
Watcha wanna do tomorrow.?.
Whatever we do...
I like the way u think...
We know this...
Fact.!.
Fact.!.
Let's go get something to eat...
Ur driving...
Shit...
Haha...
Fuck u.!.