Thursday, March 29, 2012

THE BUS TRIP

Oh snap!! Its 4:30, chaile time, or hometime what ever you call it! Walk for 5mins to the bus stop its at this time excitement begins, anxiety pours in, heart beat increases! The silent thumpin becomes a violent dum dum! All this as the line begins to grow longer nd longer, you getting impatient, you clutch your fists like u bout to knock a nigga out, but then its a old lady infront of you, shes the 1 cutting in line… Whats a nikka to do? You try calming yourself down bt eish shes aleady infront of you and shes loud and has no regard to the fact that she cut infront of you, wow your anxious again nd you wana bash her head to tha pavement(all ths happenr 15mins b4 tha bus gets there) then tha bus shows up, a second before youu do something you regret later… Now you tag in tha bus, hooray!! Hooray!! Its a double decker,you smile, you relievd that you wont have to hear tha ladies bickering cause shes sittin down stairs with all tha other loud mouths of tha late bus, mara its cool, the journey is short mara fun… Wait there she is why could i forget her she makes this bus trip interesting just by me looking at her, short hair lightskinned pakistan, wow mouthwatering… Kuzoba grand. Now tha driva is in a rush its a bumpy ride this bus trip mara its my only way home, nd its nt safe as proclaimed, its safer its an adrenalin rush of note, from almost bashing a ladies head through tha pavement to a bumpy stable rided 45mins long… Then im at ghandi guess what? This cycle has to start all over again cause i have to connect again.. . DO YOU STIL THiNK PUBLIC TRANSPORT IS BORING?


#PHATBOY

TRUTH (about me)

Chillin thinkin, crying sometimes its hard talking
That's y I just keep walking
Water wit salt tha taste of ma tears
Free way from my fears...
I'm a weakling I don't face anything head on
Life is showing me that I'm not what I thought I was, "the Don"
Positive reinforcements needed, n I aint gettin it from friends
Need help so I can stop following these trends
Heart is heavy filled with bad memories tha out weigh all tha good
Always at my lowest, thers a void that can't be filled
I have everything but it always feels like I have nothing...
Ironically that nothing is my everything

Monday, March 19, 2012

The Cousin of Sleep

ok mr death, apperently u nd slyp r cousins, bt y is it that ur so mean? U take 1nce nd u take 4 good! Wer as ur cousn borrows time to make us stronger... U come uninvited, u dnt even send notifications that u coming! Wat is ur problem? Dnt u eva wish that u loved half as much as ur cousin? I knw u hardly listen, but i have a favour to ask... Pls stay away from my family, we r kwl with ur cousin ryt now besides u've taken alot frm us already...

SINCERELY: YOUR WORST ENEMY