till the wheels fall off...

life is about having fun all day everyday. never being miserable and never letting anyone rain on your parade. life is about being lively and inviting spontaneity on the ride. it's about change and keeping things moving--evolving, developing, growing, becoming smarter, wiser, knowledgeable and accomplishing dreams. life is about what you want when u want it...fulfilling that void and making every minute of your life a minute of joy and magic. life is about dancing until your legs wear out...singing until your voice is hoarse...seeing today tomorrow and the day after that and never looking back. life is about not only moving-- but moving forward and upward. life is what you make it and finding a partner to experience the joys with you...and if done the right way life will be BEAUTIFUL.

so, most familiarly heard from vocals of Lady GaGa...JUST DANCE- da da doo doo mmm!

hit me and i'm hittin back...

all i saw was him bangin on the glass door. she was on the other side- frantic. but he wants to hit her once more. the yelling and screaming must have been mute to her. i could imagine only being able to see the red rage of fire in his eyes. (i wouldn't open the door either, but then again i wouldn't allow myself to end up in such a situation). Just give the man his damn ring back. it can't be worth that much (the pain- the stress).

i don't get it, and honestly i don't want to understand why women allow themselves to continuously end up with black tears running down their frightened cheeks. black eyes and bruised arms, finger printed necks with excuses such as tripping up the steps.(hit me once and i'm hitting back. then you better watch out for the glass bottles and bricks that'll be flying your way. and if im brave enough you just might end up with a cap in your ____. i don't play that. )

too many women are victims of domestic abuse by people who consider themselves a "man"-- a bunch of b.s. point blank. no real man is going to put his hands on a woman in a harmful way. they're too cool and smooth and respectful to be caught doing such a disgusting thing.

these women need to step up and hit the hell back...then pack.

the most beautifulest thing in this world...

they say you gotta be beautiful on the inside, in addition to the aesthetics of your exterior. but the word beautiful is generic. like the whole "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" thingy. one may say someone is internally beautiful because they are generous, but the next might say someone is beautiful because the person is psychologically challenged (Danger-lol). but seriously..."beauty" is similar to the word "good"- it's boring, simple, plain, and basic. I would want to know in detail what makes me stand out from the rest--inside out and outside in. don't tell me I'm "the most beautifulest thing in this world" because that means jack-squat to me. i want pinpoints...put a magnifying glass to my face and my heart..compare and contrast what's engraved on each part of ME. don't give me simple, i don't deserve simple, cuz i'm not a simple person--only when it comes to things that I shouldn't be too picky about (food, roof, clothes, cash). my heart shines as bright as my big eyes and both are strong enough to sense a liar when one lies. but I can say the most beautifulest thing in this world is one who speaks the truth. the beautiful truth is a delicacy...but I'm a calm and cool person... I can handle it.

p.s- the flower was discovered in south korea and guess what it's called...the "Beautiful Truth"
"Beautiful Truth is Beautiful Trust"

Zebra Eyez

i usually say, watch your surroundings, watch who's around you, be careful of the ground you walk upon. sometimes you gotta use your zebra eyes. everything's cool in color- but black n white is where its at- the truth that is. you never know one's motives or thoughts. people's adversities, woes, and histories are capable of creating devils in disguise. i'm sure you know about the wolves in sheep coats and the frenemies. people are always watching, always plotting, always envious, and be careful of the associates that always choose to fuss. bad enough the government has their every eye on us. and sad enough we fall into the trap. but im sayin, dont get too comfortable and lean to put your feet up cuz the heats always up. although my zebra eyes dont have x-ray vision, i try to not be oblivious to the fact that people are snakes. maybe i should get some night-vision goggles for my zebra eyes...hmm. if that works i'll let ya'll know what's going on behind the curtain.

the lion sleeps tonight...not

sometimes, i sit up late at night, or shall i say extremely early in the morning -and just think. i've been pretty good at not letting things get to me, but sometimes i get anxious. there's a whole world out there and when you really look at it, little ol' me is just sitting in front of this daggon computer tryna figure out what my purpose in life is...my purpose in this world. then i look at all these successful people who have actually worked hard and created a strong foundation to get where they are and to keepin movin on up. so i keep tellin myself that i have to work hard and keep on believin, and every time i accomplish somethin i dont have to throw myself a party. it's good to reach goals in life, but success comes to those who are too busy working hard to notice it. and obstacles are triumphed when your eye is steady on the prize. i think i have a pretty good idea of what it takes to get to the top...but my whole issue is not having an idea of my career path. there's a big ol' world out there...people are sleeping, crying, dying, partying, laughing, driving, eating, sleeping, and sleeping, and sleeping, and i'm up---thinking.

just call me homey the caterpillar

i'm kinda step 1
f- it, i am step 1
lil miss butterfly has to go through me
the time i spent down to earth means nothin to her fly azz
i was over there crawlin
takin it step by step
and she started gettin by
cuz she cute
and she fly
where's the substance butter?
kill me off
cuz i know too much
i get it
i was homey the clown
and now she's flyin around
so
it's fly like a butterfly?
sting like a bee?
no
think like a caterpillar
grow like a tree
they say
she's hot
i'm not
i'm smart!
so what?
really?

im flyer on the wall

I gotta get out there
I must be seen
This fly on the wall thing aint workin
I’m like the camouflage Queen
My voice must be heard
Cuz I’ve got a lot to say
Imitation of the birdie with the word
When I should be roaring before my prey
But when they see me, they stare
They make me nervous
Some may call it intimidation
But nobody’s perfect
This girl with these thoughts
These words, these things
Can’t remain that water that goes with the flow
It’s my time to work against
Speak my piece
Release my beast
Increase some peace
But when the present calls my name
I think- maybe next time, when I’m feelin the vibe.