I'm not literate I'm an idiot not cause I'm not literate cause I'm just not into it

HuH

Maybe I don't understand ,well just maybe .maybe I need a hand ,well just maybe,maybe I got a plan well just maybe,maybe I drew a line in the sand,well just maybe well just maybe I ain'nt got a fuckin clue losin my mind with little to do searchin around I'm blind I keep fallen down I aint got a frown aint got the time to act like a clown maybe I dont care I was caught unaware I'm a man about town ,the world goes around my mind is not bound to believe in one thing the same everyday just maybe i'm changin my way I 've nothin new to say I need a new way to play maybe I'm right maybe I aint what the fuck rhymes with paint they said to go home I told em I caint my mamas memory feels so faint the past is gone I'm movin on it won't be long before I'm no longer strong,well just maybe?

Course

Sorry I just possibly found it interesting,just possibly.That situation that led to such retaliation it seemed so wrong,it usually does.You probably wish things could go back to the way it was.But regrets are never forgiven.Since the moment before the sun had first risen, time has never run the wrong way the night has never come before the day,accept it,appreciate it,don't try to negotiate it.

l'arbre

A tree with flowing branches reaches out to me.A sturdy fine trunk with so soft leaves that sooths my skin as it touches me so briefly.It sooths my soul,it has survived three hurricanes and a fair share of pain .A beautiful tree a strong tree,a tree worthy of me.

Yup

Today I saw a girl with a Mohawk sucking a lollipop, she was playing hopscotch, she wore a mickey watch .On her butt was a color swatch that matched her yellow socks.Her face looked like Goldilocks,she tossed her stone across the cobble rocks and boy was she good.

Evolution

No matter whats todays game for you, I always feel the same for you.I love you, I admire you,I respect you,I want you for you. I desire you ,I love you.I notice you ,I listen to you, I always do.I think of you, thats mostly what I do.If you love me that'll do too.If you don't,boo who,I'm over it.It won't change how I feel, how I deal with what I consider real.Still I feel that special appeal that draws me to you,that holds me in suspension,that nerve exciting feeling of sexual tension, to the fifth dimension.So lets play the game,life is just the same,I have little fear and even less shame.If I fail I shall accept the blame,evolution ...two

HEARTBREAKER

I have loved you ,I have taught you,and you have taught me some good new things too,but now you leave me all alone.You didn't need me ,till you believed me ,but you stopped believing and now have gone.And it hurts me so very badly to know that you really ,still do love me but insist on carrying on.And so I say now, so very sadly, I hope your happy and will win without me,so that I may see you again in eternity ,I love you so much my best friend Nancy.

nobody can predict the past like me

Baby you fit the description but it was a case of mistaken identity

baby I'm just a rest stop on the highway of your short life

conformity

soul searching,I'm not looking within it,I'm looking for it.It seemed t wander away when i was on holiday...holiday from my life, from what I felt was right,I became a dull knife.It all changed, I became estranged becoming enslaved is painfully deranged.Nothing from my past seemed the same.Now there are glimpses, faint recollections,still I search.I peer from my perch.Looking down, snooping around trying to rediscover what I had once held profound. Still its a journey, a quest, a loud lousy party where I'm the uninvited guest,I asked to leave but they denied my request.Yet I shall search on till I am laid to rest..

T.V.

A whole bunch of words from a whole bunch of nerds,whats up dog,I don't think so,so just follow the herds,the media the reporters of all the events ,the tellers of truths,the wearers of suits.Thats what they said ,it must be true,they have the picture and the stories of who's who.Who am I to question and who the heck are you?I must believe, I got to believe If I don't then how can I relieve, myself, on your shoe.I'll just believe most of what they say,cause it makes it easier after all we been through.

Today

You anger me you strangle me,why can't you just let me be,instead you dangle me in front of me so that I can't see the real me who I thought I would be .In the name of God why won't you just set me free.

Survivor

The element of fear it is always there it keeps us alive in the existence to which we contrive.Therefore we continue to survive,against each other,ourselves the lesser creatures and the demons that often possess us,and the relationships that too, obsess us.We are predators we are prey,we are like other frightened creatures who scurry away.We hide in the darkness yet we seek the light .We deny what is wrong and proclaim we are right.We are strong in the day but most vulnerable at night.The element of fear is always there its something we possess without realizing we hold it so dear. Accept the fear,love the fear,embrace the fear.

because

You make it tough not to stare,not to care ,not to play fair,not to wish to follow you everywhere.Tough to not to want to be with you,to understand the what and the why you do,the many things that I want you to.I envy you .I desire you.My heart my soul and my mind require you.I won't lie to you I hope I to inspire you the way do to me too.

Oh well!

No matter whats todays game for you, I always feel the same for you.I love you, I admire you,I respect you,I want you for you. I desire you ,I love you.I notice you, I always do.I think of you, thats mostly what I do.If you love me that'll do too.If you don't boo who,I'm over it.It won't change how I feel, how I deal with what I consider real.Still I feel that special appeal that draws me to you,that holds me in suspension,that nerve exciting feeling of sexual tension, to the fifth dimension.So lets play the game,life is just the same,I have little fear and even less shame.If I fail I shall accept the blame.

When the river reaches the sea, it loses its identity .It is thinned beyond recognition, sadly it flows no more ,maybe occasionally tossed against the shore.During the ride on the way down,it never wore a frown,past the rocks the trees the many flowers the animals it saw that came to cool down ,to be refreshed and for life.It shared with them gladly,Now that it has passed, it misses them sadly.It was sometimes cold then rarely warm, it some days ran fast then other days it ran slow,and for a short while it ran through some snow,but now it no longer flows. It gives no life it has no strife, if it could do it again ,it wouldn't think twice,to do it all again would be twice as nice.But it had its time and now it is past,it paid so little attention it all went so fast.It did not know it would not last ,so long ,so long my friend.

complacent

I'm cold .I stayed to play but its all so old.Got my work cut out for me but Ive grown lazy, of course my purpose worth has grown hazy.Traveling so far with little rest as for strength I fear there is piddles left,it has mostly gone away .I try to look for new inspiration but it cannot be found,it can only be discovered, not coldly hunted down.I' cold I'm so very cold.