Painted faces

Let’s all paint our faces
Right before we say our graces
And pray to the god who gave us today. And
Even though he always makes a way
We’re still not happy with ourselves

Let’s all paint our faces
And be who we want to be
Children have no guidance
When their mother’s only sixteen
How could we be good mothers
& still want to be prom queen?

Ladies rock the Remy or unwrap your doobie
But whatever you do choose
You’ll make sure that you do be a groupie.
To a society
In a world where we aspire to be
Just like all the women in magazines with the flyest weave

Men continue to be boys
Only they no longer play with toys
We continue to grow down
Instead of growing up
And I can only wonder, how long will we be stuck?
So let’s all paint our faces
And become the new face of..

Whatever pop culture says is acceptable
Rappers. Models.
No more fruits and vegetables.
Just suck on this sweet candy of what is well known regrettable.
A life of ‘success’ is no longer edible
In my opinion
If u ain’t currently winning.
Let’s just leave it to society, they’ll show us a new beginning.

An endless pursuit.

One search that is not a search in the sense that it needs your work
Is this unattainable quest for something so perfect.
As people we yearn to feel worshipped
A feeling so deserted
Because it cannot exist on this earth’s surface &
Not only is it intangible
But this state of comfortable being, takes stamina
Not even for the faint of heart
But you must be an animal.
Impossible to find
You see it’s only a state of mind
The more you try to feel it, the faster you’ll go blind…to the truth about love.

So many start to look so soon
But never seem to become in tune…with the rhythm of this feeling called love.
It is beyond our reach; unachievable, when pursued
Love does not like to be followed
just allow your heart to remain hollow, until it is your turn..&although you’re heart yearns
it will soon be your turn
to feel that sensation
the most blissful burn
and that’s when you’ll finally learn…
Love is not a privilege
something so precious can only be earned.

No wifin' in the club(give me $20).

Can I ever go to club and not get harrassed by some fool who came to the club looking for love? Apparently not. smh.
Every single time I get dressed to simply go out & party I run into the same kind of dude. The one who seems to think he knows me from somewhere & if not he'd like to(death to that damn line). This guy buys me a drink & then proceeds to follow me around the club ALL night. I give him one pity dance, which in his language means I want to be his new boo-thing. ugh!
Just leave me alone! especially after I accidentally spill my drink on you twice.
Ladies...
Beware of guys like this. Not only will they follow you & your girls around the entire club, but they will wait on the sideline while you dance with someone else. This guy owes everyone in the club $20...
Clearly this guy doesn't get nearly as much intercourse as needed.
My advice to you: Step ya dick up..