Such a nice day to be alive wouldn’t you agree,
These words are my voice or I couldn’t be free,
So I’m here to let it all out the hopes and dreams,
Of everything I am, what I’m supposed to be,
The past few months some people close to me,
That didn’t look closely, never chose to see,
Everything that has happened and arose in me,
Supposedly, we all just grow and be,
But I refuse to let go of it unknowingly,
And I refuse to be everything I’m told to be,
What happened to the term, individuality,
If you’re not yourself, I call that dual-reality,
Why settle for the same when you all can be,
One of a kind, get your smile on and be friendly,
I see friends become victims of regularity,
Like we’re all okay, when we should beg-for-clarity,
I won’t settle for drunk, live for a keg-to-carry me,
And I’m too young to ask on one leg-to-marry-me,
I’m not about to throw myself at just any female,
Look what happened to me, no need for details,
I set myself up for that, so when I derailed,
I put it all into this art, so in fact I prevailed,
But at times this outlet, just has me jailed,
Always surrounded by bars, so no chance he bails,
If I was looking for love I don’t think I could find,
So it’s for good times, and of course that would rhyme,
And I might say girls play me but I’ve played it to,
So what I say to you, ladies is stay true,
Find the guy that treats you, like you are a queen,
If you respect yourself, and leave no in betweens,
I know love and lust are far from victim-less,
But when he starts saying you are the prettiest,
Maybe he’s being real saying you’re the wittiest,
And smartest girl in this world so isn’t-this,
Everything you wanted, do you see or didn’t-this,
Click in your head cause inside you’re hideous,
See this my point, at this point you can’t fix-this,
I’ve been apart of this, and I’ve been one to witness,
These girls getting stupid when a guys in their business,
It just drives me insane, I don’t know what the trick-is,
So in turn every guy just lists her with the bitches,
And maybe that’s why we all end up on their shit-list,
I guess it’s twisted, but mostly just hard to explain,
I was just picked myself up so it’s onto the next frame,
Onto the next day, I’m looking at the future,
Trying to stay level and make the right maneuver,
What to do, where to go, nothings landing instead,
The whole world’s on my mind like I’m standing on my head,
I’m trying to find the light when the sun won’t shine,
I’m trying to be right when what I write don’t rhyme,
I’m just living this life the best I can each day,
Sometimes I put out my hand and just reach away,
For anyone to grasp, and I know it needs to stop,
My life, my pain, my smiles, my thoughts…
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