Friday, April 29, 2011

And you are not observant
And you are not a muslim
Israel don’t take my side cause look how far you’ve pushed them
Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the Kush went
Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?
Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?
Just listening to Pac aint gone make it stop
A rebel in your thoughts, aint gon make it halt
If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor
Pills with million side effects
Take em when the pains felt
Wash them down with Diet soda!
Killin off your brain cells
Crooked banks around the World
Would gladly give a loan today
So if you ever miss payment
They can take your home away!

                   Lupe Fiasco (Words I Never Said)

Thursday, April 28, 2011

One in the air for the people ain't here
Two in the air for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don't wanna be there
None for the people tryna hold them back
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto
That the people holdin' back that the world is theirs
                                                                                  - Lupe Fiasco (Show Goes On)

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

who are you

are you who i think you are?
sweet,kind,nice,exiting,funny, maybe a little bizzare?
what should i say?
will you tell me in some kind of form or way?
its not my place to put fowl on your game
are you.... or am i insane?
a disgrace to ever think that you would be.....
ofcource your beatiful but behind that mask i can not see
your poker face is incredibly unbreakable
but ofcource so adorable
you maye be who i think you are
sweet,kind,nice,funny, maye a little bizzare
but how shall i know?
this isnt all a show
you musnt lie!
or for that u shall die!
maybe i am insane
but its not my place to put fowl on your game!
                                                  -alea marie

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Sweet,Nieve Boy

Ofcouce we could roll play
You could be my Romieo and I could be your Juliet
Could is just .....well could
Not gana happen
We are not gana happen
You can tap your impasante foot
Shake your ignorant head
Laugh your fake laugh
Your words tell me one thing
But I look in your pretty little eyes and see the truth
The truth that will never come from your excited over active lips
Over active with your lies!
Love is not a game that I shall play my sweet nieve boy!
Love is not a game at all!
Love is what you shall give or I will not give at all!
Maybe I'm harsh
But so are you and your now unheard words
I have given up ur pathetic whispers
Whispers that always tend to pull me back in
But not today
Not ever again my sweet nieve boy!

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The feeling of joy rushes through me as I see him.
Who is this person I call him?
"Him" is my life and soul.
"Him" completes me.
Lost without him I would be.
Forever he lives in my heart.
And forever he shall remain!
So who is "him" you may ask?
"Him" is half my heart.
My brother Alex.
I love him.

Monday, April 11, 2011

running

 Im running through the green wilderness
The slick leaves slap against my skin
The frightning branches claw at my face
I dont know my destination
I have this horrid feeling I'm beeing followd
Not by someone but something
Not a small somthing but a big something
It does not seek to spare my life
Horrible things come to mind when it thinks of me
Only if i could figure out what that something is
I was so cought up in my thoughts i didnt relize i had fallen
Laying on the cold, damp earth I feel a reched pain zig-zag up my leg
Now of all times i decide to brake my leg!
Anger fumes up inside me as I think of the things this monster will do
As the anger dies down it turns to sorrow and spair
Will I be missed?
I doubt it
I'v never been the kinda person people notice
But now im noticed by this huge thing staring right at me
It like nothing I'v ever seen before
Head coked to the side it lunges torward me
I close my eyes as my life comes to an end