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Stairs – Verse 3

Third Verse to an old song
c. 2004

They creep when they walk
And they talk ‘cause they[‘re] sad
Somewhere down the line
They lost both feet
So somebody stole all the dreams that they had
Single mother raising us
Sometimes praising us
Bringing us the calm
When we’re sometimes raising [rising] up
I got [have] instruments that I’m sometimes taking up
Because I can’t sometimes take it
Faaa…
People don’t understand
This is real life
Nothing like TV
Or the books that I’m sometimes taking up
You can’t sometimes make it up
But I’ll make it
Love it or hate it
Or call it luck
They take my kindness for a weakness
And they refuse to look in my eyes
So they[‘re] not hearing
Here’s Johnny
Surprise surprise
Respect me and nobody dies
The future’s coming
I’m trying to be saving lives
I was born fearless
I grew careless… Continue reading

Looking to My Future

You’ve been with me through everything
Embraced my every whim
That wasn’t you
Hold on
Let me start again
You’re my window
You’re my shoulder
I can appreciate you more
Now that I’m older
As I hold her
Scratch that
That wasn’t her
I’m glad that I met you
But now that I met you
Can you put up with only being
A part of
My everything
There were women before you
Who gave me everything
Lifted weights off my shoulders
Heavy things
And if the answer is no
She’s not my future
What if she was
And I don’t take the time to explain
And I lose her
Such a loser
But she wasn’t
Because my future
Has to be
Aware of me
Sees me coming
Looking at her watch
With a stern gaze
Asking
Aren’t you supposed to apologise
For being late or sumpn
Looking behind me
Saying… Continue reading

To Know me Well – part 2

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4

They never ask
So I never tell
But yet they feel like they know me
Well
We left off at
The woman and the girl
At a point
Where there was darkness in my world
The girl sparked my interest
The woman showed me my worth
Brought me up to Earth
Out of the
Well
It was cold and dark
So it couldn’t be
Hell
I was just in a bad place
She approached me
Swelled
My ego
Pride
As
Well
As
My understanding of
How ladies felt
But that was just a respite
A break
Soon I was back to reality
Great
Was this new female
Giving me a chance to apply what I learned
Expecting her to know me
Well
She didn’t
Not ‘til the end
Weaved in was another beautiful lady
Who knows me
Better than I know myself… Continue reading

Judge Me

I like songs that say
Marijuana, Marijuana
I love videos
With women in tight tops and short skirts
I love songs that say
Make money
Money
Make money
Monet
I don’t know much about him
Judge me
I’m in possession of all three
Grudge me
Lovely
Strangely that’s all I’m about
Weed
Women
And a “traila loada moneee”
How many times
Can I say
Short sighted stupidity
Can’t budge me
Offended
Lovely
So you won’t mind me
Relaying some knowledge to the people
Mathematically
And some
Philosophical drudgery
Explain to them
That escapism is good
For some
One third of the time
But for the rest you have to face life
Lovely
So put your lighters up
For the ho-ney
Dancing on the stage
Making her mo-ney
Cast the first stone
Even if you’d be the first in line
If that woman said
Anytime
Anywhere
Fuck me
If only you … Continue reading

For the Love

Of the women
Who stuck with me through the struggle
When I had nothing
When I was nothing
Figuring out a way to get something
Showed me respect
Treated me like a King
That’s sumpn
For a man who has nuttin’
Well aware of the eject
But never pressed the button
When I wasn’t the people’s choice
Said it was my brain or sumpn
There aren’t many
So for these women
I have to be successful
No matter how many bones have to break
That’s nuttin’
I just want to show the world
The definition of a Queen
Play
Press button
That was the right time
The right queue
To say what we’re all searching for
Someone to love
Someone that loves you
Someones
That too
And through the trials
You go through
After they know you
They won’t say no to
Giving their heart
To a bum
Society said… Continue reading