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half-assed baby


it’s true I am getting older,
& perhaps a bit bolder,
wasted too much time on you
which is why we should just be through

and now you’re calling ‘wait, baby!’
but it’s too late for my ‘maybe’
you’re so full of excuses & scape goats…
i’m tired of your singing fake notes…

You take no responsibility
if every problem stemmed from me
why are you still here?
it’s time for you to disappear…

Noo… no more ‘maybes’
i ain’t your baby…
noo.. just go, OH i say
what i mean today

I’m tired of you juggling me & work
I’m tired of you treating me like your trophy girl..
I’m not what you’re looking for any more
So sick of your half-assed ‘I’m sure’

I won’t take the late late nights
I won’t take the “but I tried”s…
& it’s true I’m just getting older…
which is why I’m finally enough bolder

to stop wasting any more time
and move on with my life…
goodbye half assed baby…
So I’ll leave with a half assed maybe….

but really, i think we both know
it’s time to let this circus go…
I’m feeling up to finding passion & love maybe soon
And all i got to go on, is that it sure ain’t you…

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the real kinda everything


I don’t want your ‘hey girl’ or ‘oh sweet thing,
let me butter you up, so that you’ll sleep with me’…
don’t want your ‘here u go’… alcoholic drink,
‘just a little buzz, be my bumble bee’

oh & his blue eyes shone so bright that night
just bright enough to blind me to his true light…
don’t want all the words in a cheesy romance song…
don’t want to be your sexy lady or your oh la la…

I wanna be the one who you fall for my heart
who’s soul is elusive, but you manage to pin with a dart…
i wanna be the girl who you could never forget if you tried…
i want the real stuff, the gritty kinda ‘love you till i die’….

i want the dirty, muddy, stormy, passionate promise made…
that you’ll hold my hand when i’m wrinkly & ninety eight…
i want your face to linger in the back of my heart in every dream,
but your true self to come body & soul, make a pack, let’s be a team

I want the real kinda mundane, rub my feet,
i want the i’m exhausted, but first i’ll cook u something to eat,
i want the small little favors woven into all they call boring
and i haven’t met you yet, but i want us… i want the real thing.

 

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Poets like us


Poets like us,
we don’t always live like you do…
we can see the world like a movie
as if we are not part of the view…

poets like us,
we see the beauty hidden in every soul,
and in being romantics deep within,
we have often played the part of a fool…

poets like us,
began with wonder & trust in the world
of course it was betrayed or rejected
so we pretend to be a cynical boy or girl…

though poets like us,
we still see the glowing goodness around
and hold our desires deep in our riddles,
where our dreams and true thoughts are found…

 

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child, YOU are the fool


So you think you know love, oh dear
So you think you can save my cynical soul…
Leave me alone if you please Mr. weird,
For I am the expert, & you are the fool…

You are the fool who calls himself ‘romantic’
You are the fool who believes in ‘first sight’
You are the fool who thinks that ‘forever’
Is made up of cliché feelings and rhymes…

I am the expert who has dated many a man
Who statistically speaking, had followed a plan
Bitterness and guilt mixed with anger and hurt pride,
Oh foolish boy, I have the right to patronize….

 

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I am human and ALL that means…


I am human
The greatest thing that one can be
I am human,
Along with all the traits of humanity

I am human
Full of faith, hope, love, & jealousy
I am human
And there’s nothing else I’d rather be

Say I’m sorry all the time,
with a brocken-hearted hope in life…
It ain’t the end if it ain’t right,
There’s always a new path to find…

Humanity is a cruel and twisted race
Yet both forgiving & sympathetic
Even the angels envy our fragile states,
Oh we, in His image & likeness made….

though perhaps the greatest trait of mankind
is desiring to be so much more than we are…
In this I am certainly, oh such a human girl
wishing to be far too much to this world…

Remember, all you humans,
that life is not a guarantee,
that it is simply our chance to make a choice,
and embrace love & our humanity.

 

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where my mind wanders…


If I were to let my mind wander,
which i know i really ought not to do…
it would chase words that have been said
and climb through windows of a future with you

If I were to let my mind wander,
it would go back to the sound of waves
swirling & flashing in the moonlight
as you held me hostage in you arms in play

If I were to let my mind wander
I would hear the sound of palm leaves…
and pouring out our hearts with trust
as we sat on walls above the morphing sea…

If I were to let my mind wander
I would remember promises you’ve made
with the assurance of friendship eternal,
and that your feelings never would change…

If I were to let my mind wander
It may race into the future unexplored,
with you as a father & I the mother,
of a family, but I dare not wander more…

For If i were to let my mind wander,
it would only find places of you & I…
if i were to truly let my heart & mind go,
i would be hopelessly devoted for all of time…

if i were to let my mind wander, i be giving you my heart

 

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If I were a shoe…


If I were a shoe,
I’d be your summer pair
of flip-flops that you wear
just about everywhere…

And then when seasons change,
you’d just slip me off with ease
and replace me with something
sturdier & warmer with strings..

I’m really great in the heat,
And I hold up fine for the short-term
Fun for pool parties & lakes,
But I guess I ain’t the kind for long-term…

I’m not hiking boots or heels,
I”m not moccasins & soft…
I’m not all convertible like Crocs,
in the end, i’m just a flip-flop…

nothing worth fighting for…
nothing worth more than ten bucks..
but if you looked a little closer,
im that perfect fitting Rainbows you trust…

Honey, some pairs of flip-flops can last you years
& some summers you want to last forever…
So, I may be kinda cold, but you can wear me in winter…
Some flip-flops, like me, always find a way to endeavor..

But, go get your fancy new boots…
go get your comfy sneakers,
go get your warm & fuzzies…
but without me, you’ll always be a seeker…

So, i see you through the hot water, i see you through the fun smiles…

but in the end, I’m just a worn out flip-flop, so i guess I’m out of style…

 

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