24.11.O8

time should have healed me...
it should have steeled me
against the statements
he whispers in my ear...
things that should easily be interpreted
as nothings
but i refuse to believe it's nothing
against mine own will...
it lives on my mind
crazing me
making me blind...
and it seems to me
that time has failed me
for the first time...



ri$e abOve the pettine$$

Just because your "man" wants me
Doesn't make me a ho, boo
And understand that
Words said in jealousy
Are words not worth
Listening to at all…

And those who believe
These words spoken in hatred
Are just as naïve and immature
As the one who made the statement


So rise above the pettiness

And do you
Stop watchin me…

And if your 'man'
Wanted you
He wouldn't be all in my $#!T
Understand that, homey
I'm speakin NOTHING but tha truth

So believe
What you wanna believe
I really can't care
I learned to stop caring a long time ago
And, yes, this does affect me
But it DOESN'T define me

But this DOES indeed
Define you
As somebody who has NO LIFE
And has to make up false existences
For other people
And as you fabricate my life
You're probably dictating yours

So honey,

Rise above the pettiness
And realize that the guy
You're chasing after
Is really a waste of your time
Because he doesn't have the respect
Nor the dignity
To mention you

And on a real, boo,
I wouldn't be fucKin' with him
If I knew he had a girl…
be$t bel!eve th@t...(as stated by vinny)

Now watch the petty people
Take "fuckin' with him" the wrong way
No, sweetie, I'm not screwing him
Nor have I had sex with anybody
During this lifetime,
As of yet…

And I don't plan to anytime soon
I don't need anymore drama in my life
Than I already have...

Cuz, see…
Um got girls STALKIN me and shit
Know my name
What school I go
What I look like
The people I hang around
All because of some stupid boy
That has commitment issues

So stop watchin me…
And handle your 'boyfriend'
K? Thanxx!!
Preciate it hun!!


oN tiMe &nd liFe...

there is so much
that time can do
it can take away from you
change you
make you {remember}
make you {forget}
make you {realize}
that .life. is there for the living
and living has
so many things in it for you...

time brings happiness
and sadness
joy and grief
love and hate
emotions that leave you gasping
and worn
but they let you know,
more than any breath taken,
that you're alive
and indeed living life
and time allows this
be it a flurry of feeling
that lasts a [second]
or an overwhelming sense of sentiment
that lasts for [years].

but unfortunately
there is a time limit for living
so take advantage of it
and live...


yOU can'T bLamE heR foR ru$hinG**

i wrote this a little while back...but i really like it!

Kiandra Kesi Sabree

She hates being rushed
But always seems to be in a rush
Maybe it's because
Time gets away too quickly

6 months
have passed in a
heartbeat
That's 152 days
Of her life gone
Can't be replaced
Nor recovered
Can only be remembered

That's 3,648 hours
Too many of them spent feeling
Angry
Mad
Upset
Incomplete
Confused
and
Crying

Not enough of them spent
Smiling
Happy
Content
Laughing

Maybe she rushes
Because time stands still
For no
Man
Woman
Child
Being
And here comes the rush
Graduation
Colleges
Another Graduation
and then...
LIFE...
Alone...
Providing for herself
Leaving her home...

Maybe she rushes
Because she's afraid
That if she stands still for too long
She'll fall apart
Not physically
But
Mentally
Emotionally
Keeping still allows her too much time to
Think
Analyze
Overanalyze
Free time allows her to create
Concepts
And it permits her
To misconceive situations
That were perfectly clear to her before...

She's so naive
But yet so skeptical simultaneously
That the free time
May make her outrageously paranoid
Drive her crazy
Make her mad
So...

You can't blame her for rushing...


9.11.O8

i actually

giggled in his

embrace...



and the realization

of my naivety

strikes me...



as i s.t.o.p.

and think

of how he got



ahold of me

so damn

easily...


...аLoиє

these tears don't come at night
under the shroud of darkness
during the unrelenting cold
no, not at night, they come during the day

when i feel alone
surrounded by people
these faces i don't know
even more desolate then when i'm home

here, i weep
as i'm met with cold gazes
of blatant disregard
evidence of the ever present lack of humanity

no compassion lives within their hearts
few meet my eyes
as i search for a kindred soul
in this destitute world

inverted tears
rip at the walls of my psyche
but the fortress built around my heart
remains strong

and i move on
through this world
solitude as my only friend
alone...