Thursday, January 12, 2012


I keep forgetting too enjoy highschool.
I get so caught up on whats what and who's who, I forget too just enjoy myself and the people I care about.
I forget I don't care about what people think about me, and that their opinions of me don't count. I mean, it's always nice to have people say nice things, but who needs nice comments..

I keep forgetting, I'm too short to play basketball, too skinny to be a football player, and too slow in the head to compete in baseball. I have tricked myself I'm an athlete, and one of these day's it'll get me hurt.

I forget, to tell my mom I love her. To hug my dad and thank him for all his sacrifices and hard work. I forget too hold my little brother and sister, and I forget to be the older brother I wish I mine were..

I keep forgetting, to remember unimportant things that affect me later down the road. Small things, not ordinarily a big deal, but when added up make a huge mess of forgetfullness.. I just keep forgetting


A song that I'm jealous of is Another Night by Mac miller. I love it so much because he expresses how he feels by using lines I can relate too.

"People Love me, they don't even know my last name."

I want to make my writing something people can relate too but at the same time keep it creative. I feel like this song does that.

"I put my phone on silent, I need to get away. Put on J. Cole's warm up and let it play."

Monday, January 9, 2012

If you really knew me

If you really knew me, you would know that I enjoy driving in the car late at night by myself. The music on the radio soothes me, and I feel like I have control of my life at that very moment. If you knew me, you would know I am a very touchy person, I love to be hugged, snuggled, and all that other stuff. You would also know I stare at my ceiling a lot, while laying in bed at night awake.

If you really knew me, you would know I appreciate the small things. You would know the future scares me, and that I have a hard time planning day to day activities. If you knew me, you would know I love late night talks, with anyone willing to listen, after midnight is when the truth comes out.

If you knew me, you would know that yes, I've had a broken heart. You would know I compare every girl to her,  not by choice, but because I have never given myself enough time to fully get over our relationship. You would know I blame myself for a lot. You would know I don't laugh as much as I probably should..

If you really knew...

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Stand Out

This is for the dreamers who can't sleep. This is for the fourth meal average Joe, for the little roles in the big show. Stand out

For you, and him, and her, This is for the second-guessing believer. Stand out

This is for the lonely people, the desperate, sad, mad, happy, humorous, and kind at heart people. Stand Out. For the midnight bus driver, the weekend warrior, for the mortician, and his late night adventures with cadavers. Stand out

When your finished trying to fit in, stand out.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Ordinary World

 Game of Life
Malcolm is a man who has it all. Talent, looks, money, etc. People flock to his charismatic personality, and his life is one of luxury. Well, until one day when Malcolm loses his job. Slowly, his money, friends, and opportunities vanish. Distraught, scared, and lonely, Mr. Gladwell is forced to adapt to his new lifestyle. 

Can he make the changes in order to survive?
How will this new lifestyle affect him as an individual? 
Are his Talent, charisma, and looks enough too get him through a time when his money is fading?

Monday, November 7, 2011


A troubled boy walks through a crowded hallway, searching each and every face for someone particular. He doesn't know why he must find this person, or what he would say to them even if he found them, but his heart aches to be able to just have one more conversation with them. He know's he was wrong the last time they had talked, and wants to make things right. But that's impossible, because he searches for his dad, who passed away.

Ayo For Yayo
A 14 Year old girl wanders the streets of a slum, pondering life and the deeper meaning of it all, when she stumbles upon a riotous group standing outside a bar. Girls Not much older than her, dressed in glittery, shiny clothes, holding onto Wealthy looking gentlemen. The older girls recognize a little bit of themselves in the 14 year old girl so they invite her back to a house for a party. While at the party, the older Girls pull out a white powder, and begin too snort it. They ask her if she would like to try. "She see's the big girls do it so of course it's fine.".....

Hip Hop Saved My life

Just a boy with a paper and pen. He see's his rhymes and lyrics that he writes in his notebook as his way out. People tell him he'll never make it, but from his point of view it can't get any worse so he might as well try. His hard work pays off eventually, he leaves the hood, and raps to younger boys telling them they can do it also.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Found Poem

My perfect crime?

It's friday. Ive got 99 problems. Everything's made to be broken. I see you driving around town with the girl I love. I thought she'd always be mine. I thought,"Relax, everybody's looking at me."

The night starts here. I wait til I see the sun. I have become comfortably numb. I walk to her creepy little house.l Sometimes goodbye is the only way. She's awake, smoking the days last cigarette..This place about to blow.

I put on that old song we danced too. Bang, bang, bang goes my gun. She goes six feet under..

I am free to care, I just never do. I grow a beard, no shirt, no shoes, just leather pants. I still get service. Call me superman..