When it's a group talking 'bout you
when you're not around I don't defend your name no I don't make a sound I go back to tell you what I have heard Just to start a lil drama Now your feelings are stirred The ones who don't like you feel comfortable around me And I don't care... I'm fake My name is Barbie When we're out and you look stylish I don't compliment Can't let you know you look good Your high self-esteem makes me sick Oh Great! You accomplished a goal you've been striving to achieve I applaud with my plastic hands My joy is make believe You tell me relationship problems out of confidence I introduce a friend to your man And his name is Ken just in case you man may need to vent
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She can't feel her nose
ear lobes the tip of her toes The core of her body been numb Cold is all she know Single mother three kids The father don't even bother to help feed his seeds His actions always make her ponder "Why me?" She asks as she kneels at the alter Her God is cold Deaf ears even tho they're made of gold Craved feet but He has no place to go Blind eyes can't even see her tears overflow Her mother was stolen by death As she took her last breath she held her hand "Lord please don't take a parent again" Prayers go unanswered and she questions and pretends to be use to the cold 'cause she feels it'll never end Not a X-Man
but I have the x-gene I found my power under stress not out of a comic scene This is real life but I promise you What I went through? Absolutely obscene I wished I could've healed faster than Wolverine I turned my pain into gold Something like if Midas touched Rogue Used the cursed power but never ever cursed a foe So stress brings out the mutated best in me moving mountain-like obstacles like my last name is Grey And the first is Jean Not out of a comic book but I have the x-gene Take a closer look Don't second guess me I couldn't pour from a cup that was empty
I couldn't love at first 'cause love was not in me Love use to taste oh so sour but then I discovered self love plus his love helped empower With him loving me and me loving who I am My cup runneth over And it touches fam It touches my friends, and strangers that I meet It touches enemies and those who dislike me I couldn't pour from cup that was empty I couldn't love at first cause love was not in me But now my cup so full I need a storehouse I love me some me and I really love my spouse Gravity cannot be changed
You can drop something a million times And the results will be the same There's a law in color too mix red and blue yes, you'll get purple don't matter how many times you mix the two It cannot be broken There's a law within us all yes we try to avoid it And at Romans 7:21 it was very well spoken See that law is sin and the day we drew our first breath on this earth is when it begin We all fall short of the glory of God Bad is always present with us, but please believe when we fight to do what's right Jah and his angels applaud This ain't nothing but a test to our integrity I would rather be conflicted daily, do right and let Satan see That I don't have to obey this law that was sewn in the fabric of me My flesh is imperfect but I have perfect dress 'cause I clothe myself with the new personality accepted my test button up check myself read the books that's upon my shelf In the books, the law of color and gravity cannot be broken In the bible, we have that law of sin but it doesn't meant that we are hopeless I trace the scars on my heart
top to bottom side to side I trace the sutures My fingers glide But scar tissue does not feel numb and present hidden and shield. He cracked my rib cage to cop a feel My heart pulsated, "Is this time real?" He revealed the truth and drew my blood I'm drained and pale This is not love I trace my heart my fingers red top to bottom I bled and bled side to side and yes I cried I traced the sutures am I alive? I made this dish and not only was it good, but it was enough for leftovers! Super duper easy to make even if you "can't cook". With juicy chicken breast and homemade cheesy sauce everyone is going to think you're a pro. Ingredients
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One of my "hobbies" includes scrolling on Instagram. Don't judge, you do it too! No seriously! I really enjoy looking at pictures...not selfies, I repeat NOT SELFIES LOL. I came across this great photographer and to my surprise he agreed to collab with me. I aspire to be like him one day. He's pretty good. Looking outside my shelter
I can smell it approaching. The results, not loathing can't wait till it all just clear. Looking pass and hoping, The beautiful disaster leaves nothing behind. But me.... Please! Pardon my desperation, I just want the storm to wipe it all clean and leave with no explanation. Looking outside this depressing shelter. The clouds are approaching fast. Close my eyes, I hear the thunder. Beautiful disaster is here at last. When my wall is down
my protection. Uncensored, see my whole, not a fraction. When my insecurities, fears, hopes, are exposed. My fragility my weaknesses. Can you love those? Strip off my independence, take off my pride. Unzip my exterior, unbutton my mind. Look at me. Can you love this? |
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