Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Old Poetry -- Just Know My Story (8.23.07)


...ma first poem...written wayyy back in grade school.....more was added in '07


JUST KNOW MY STORY...



My Best Friend Says Im Bottled Up
I Need A Fuckin' Therapist
But I Can't Think of No-one I Wanna Share This Wit
Why Should I Open Up On Someone Else's Carelessness
Feelin' Hated Now Nigga So Here It Is.
Momma workin' all day, Daddy out in da fleet
School was hard for a shy guy like me.
But I was never alone when I was out in tha streets,
Because lil boy always had death round me.
Spirits they came to me
Sometimes I ran, sometimes I listened
Sometimes I just stared as their bodies glistened.
I was an ice cube as the temperature dropped.
As I heard about how their heart had stopped.
Soon I became their medium. A therapist if will..
But seeing them to this day gives me chills.
They were my only friends in Virginia Beach
I guess they were the reason I never fell to tha streets.
Always in on Saturday night,
I never once thought of what went on that night.
I excelled on the field, yet never had tha bulk
I tried out, they laughed, but never did I sulk.
7 on 7's I proved tha world wrong.
Just another line in ma song.
Mad D on tha court, just never had tha dribbles
Once again they laughed, my life, a giant riddle.
Had talent with no purpose, or so it had seemed.
My life, a puzzle, dat was left undone
With no-one to listen, but the undead son.
Destined for failure..never to see my father smile.
Life was hopeless..for a while.
Daddy left, mommy stressed..
Ma role got bigger in the fam
I became tha chef. I found joy in Skittles
Started in piece together ma riddle.
Landstown high..didn't start out right.
As I learned wat it was like
To be tha easiest nerd in sight.
True dat, im a nerd, proud to say it.
Lifez a game, and you have to play it.
Learned dat da hard way,
Being something im not, didnt help my life in those days.
A castout from my own people,
I found comfort with my best friend'z crowd.
Best friend, brother, how ever you wanna put it
For some reason, I made him proud.
And I was accepted, I felt wanted
And I was wanted, my quiet nature drew them to me.
So I played my cards, and they came to me.
There was one, who stood out..
I had a strong urge to call out
and Talk to her, but chall know me.
shy guy, fyne gurl.. wordz will not come from me.
But Carl knew by tha stare on my face.
so he called Jamila, and brought her in ma space.
started slow nd we hit it off right.
now datz ma best friend nd yea she's off to tha RIGHT.
But yea datz anotha story for anotha tyme.
Im forgettin tha major turnin' point in ma lyfe...
When eva I noticed that i could do wat few could do
I maximized my efforts to tell tha news
But none believe until achieved
then it was percieved that i was different
Strange..yes that's what they called me all tha tyme
wen they knew i had supa senses, nd could read minds.
So i decided to earn their respect...
turned into a supa thief...some called me tha best in tha beach.
You want it, I got it
thats how it went...
You placed an order, nd I'd record it
Next day u bring da cash, id have ur order.
Every big boss needed a partner, I had mine
dey called us DNA, nd we did shyne.
Yall dont kno how it feelz
to wait almost 15 years to have friends
b4 then i wanted ma dayz to end.
raised by tv, driven by money
i became more sinister, nd it wont funny.
skool was irrelevant, nd i got bold
As I began to skip out, into tha cold...
But i didnt care cuz lyfe was great.
I had people, money, nd femalez.
Nd none could hate.
But they say all good things must come to an end
And we slipped up, nd there it would end.
Shipped off to Charlotte, to live with tha man
Who left my mother, yes HELL BEGAN.
It started off so rough, as we adjusted
But I learned, how we would busted.
This man'z senses were quite like mine
I dont kno about tha dead people,
but i was fine. So i hid my thoughtz from him
but he still knew, wen we did wrong
Violent yes, but tha joyous part of tha song.
As he learned from me i learned from him.
And with brookmere'z help, we were quickly known
Dem funny boyz, gurlz would call on tha phone
Ma hood was ma family, nd i would never change that
Best athletes in tha world nd thats a fact.
They made Charlotte, tha greatest place to b on any given day
From koo-koo cribz to football, goin wreckless was a plus
But tha fact was together, man NOBODY could touch us.
Famous in da skool, both boy & gurlz knew bout us
Best thing about it, i had only been there 3 months.
Now we're cooler than eva,
and even though college lyfe is callin
I know where ma family'z at,
Nd i kno they'll stay ballin
To all those in ma lyfe, i thank u much
4 bein there nd keepin me goin through tha rough stuff.
Dedicated 2: Those that wanna kno me
AND 2: THOsE LOST ALONG THA WAY

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