Don't Let Labels Consume Me

Yeah the Red bottoms are hard to walk in
Over priced but I still bought it
Im the choo to the jimmy
Mainly why they envy
More like fendi
You can spy but cant see right through me
Armani or gucci
Whichever is better suits me
Givenchy dreams seem too far away to be seen
But yet still in love with blumarine..
And I name all these things
Do they seek true meaning
Could they be definitions
Or meaningless nothings?
Superficial leaves my mind wandering
Is this what our society is becoming
I love labels but I wont loose myself in a designer dress.
I have more wealth.

beautifully inhuman.

beautifully inhuman..
tell me what your doing
fictiously realistic..
yet still i want your kisses.
beautifully inhuman..
i wonder what you mean to me
are you just my fantasy?
am i adding characteristics to what you aspire to be
can we meet mentally
the verbal ain’t cuttin’ it I need your actions to discover it.
beautifully inhuman
i can feel your heart brewing…
beau
beautiful
beautifully
in
human

i want a love like winter

i want a love like winter..

fall in love in december..

something i will always remember

i want a love like december

cold on the outside but internally warm

stuck inside, making love during a snow storm

i want a love i will always remember

beyond the winter

beyond december

an eternal bond

from here on out to beyond

A lost girl in transition

Same people doing the same things.

Its hard to maintain a committed relationship without a ring.

does love really have a meaning?

or are we adding variations of false hopes and dreams?

i don't mean to question everything

photographic memories

only capturing what was used to be

can we internally see?

if so can they be printed and put in a frame?

these questions ponder my brain.

the answers lie within myself.

i question because i'm scared of whats to come.

i don't want to be knocked off track.

putting my feelings into someone.

better yet into someone else.

is there this so called "feeling" i've never felt.

im just a lost girl in transition, just tell me what i'm missing?

A Sunday Mass

mistakes give a reason to contemplate

verbally menstrate

sexually frustrate

your words perform as a brace

i need you lets correlate

verbs they form but break

is this you or is this a mistake

beyond measures of fake

i need to relate

measurable encounters with counterfeit partners

i need an eye glass better yet put a microscope under ya?

am i me

are you really you

no judging from me

just intentional purposeful company

want our heart to beat one beat

loving you and loving me

it aint easy for most

but im patient on recieving our growth

until then my soul is solo

growing on its own soil

when i find you we will bloom

good morning good after noon good night

my vision has been tampered but the light is in the tunnel and we will unite

The Haters Harem

negative thoughts harbor your mind, is that why we as a generation divide?

look me through my eyes.

my heads never down.

im living, living my dreams outloud.

my vision profound

your negativity

your envy

only bosts my positive outlook and energy

stop hating me

regardless of what you say imma still be here and still be me

the haters have a harem

i'm aware

but the rarity of your disposition keeps me ready so beware.

Fantasy intermixed.

underwater love,

tell me if your fluent love..

come down til the bottom of the sea no shrugs

complexity is simplistic as long as you make it valubale and consistent

underwater love

sex fuck smash

is this what we do to make "it" last?

do we exude our sexual prophecies, does your body actually belong to me

& as we flip into the other side of my brain my thoughts change but still remain..

me and you smoke fills the room ass clappin i grab and bite you

no music needed, our juices giving the tunes

i can feel you

i can smell you

i need you

prescribed by my doctor my medicine my daily dosage of food

i love you

thug loving no sheets no covers

im under the influence, your my high you keep me under.

Fantasy intermixed, bliss.