Sunday, February 26, 2012

What does being misunderstood mean to you?

The reason I'm making this posting is because I constantly feel like I'm in a position where someone misunderstands my actions or what I say or just something.
It hasnt occured recently but im sure a situation will soon present itself and im not sure if its me positioning myself to be in these predicaments but they tend to grow more ignoring yet abysmal over time.
These misunderstandings seem to shape my everyday life because there's always something there to remind me.
My main misunderstandings happen with females I can name many who took my actions for something else. I can name several:
couple liz's, sarahs, vickies, hannahs, ashleys, alys, lexies along with chels, taylor, kathy, morgan, jas, michelle, hope, betsy, along with several others which could probaly make up each letter of the alphabet lol.
I could choose to name other situations but everytime I think of misunderstandings I think of a girls name.
Its not like my luck for women is awful its just I guess I'm over friendly so they misinterpret my actions.
In reality besides women in my family which is a different type of like and love there's only been two that's mattered.  "JA-MC"
One has no clue the other slightly knows but in the end just like misunderstandings over time those feelings may fade as well. That's why I feel like this character from little big planet lol

Until next time stay kool


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Lee Petty (Thank God im 21)

(I entitled this Lee Petty because he had a later start than a lot of racer but in the long run he will forever be remembered as one of the best may he r.I.p and I can relate to that because I feel like a lot of people have accomplished more but in the long run ill have my turn and when I get it I'm racing away with it and I also choose Lee Petty because he acomplished something major on my birthday which is today he won the 500 and that's how I want to live my life be a winner or at least finish with a winning record among other things)

Its funny looking through the pages of a book entitled reality,

Pictures of those you seem to hold to a higher standard are only actions of falicy,

Trips you out thinking did they ever truly give a shit,

Weakness of your heart has your mind racing a bit,

The alcohol in your veins from your mesh of happiness and sorrow don't taste any diffrerent,

And even if it did I think time will consome the intake and erase every bit,

But still I'm racing on clouds high fiving jesus every step,

While me and God discuss who we think is gonna get swept,

In the playoffs and job layoffs,

I'm just hoping something payoffs,

I've got big dreams,

But I've got nay sayers shooting with m16s,

And I feel like gale sayers there showcasing my sorrows and my losses on the big screen,

I'm just hoping that I can break away before I become its friend or fiend,

On top of that foolish thinking constantly deprives me of what's left,

But still I have a smile on my face like its a billion dollar pay check,

I've paid dues for 20 years add the one and now its my turn,

Subtract 11 that's what changed me because my grandma died and I yearn,

Subtract 6 more that's when my dad left and I learned,

Life is far from easy and its easy to let it turn into a fern,

I'd rather burn it down rather to let it grow,

So I can manage it like im peyton manning on the field calling all the shots and making all the throws,

I'm finally 21 and I'm still learning that even though the leaves of life get burned they still grow,

But hey only lord knows,

And time can only show,

Am I fan of life or am I a man in life


Saturday, February 18, 2012

B.E.T.T.Y

Your very essence is a beautiful poison to me,

In which I'd be more than happy to drink,

The taste of your saliva would surely turn me to stone,

The touch of your skin would make the bottom of the sea or anywhere beneath the earth my home,

Your Piercing brown eyes on on your 4'11 frame haunt me

With Curves of a temptress that cries with each flaunt in agony

As the blood races and curls through my veins my mind whispers

Sweet nothings that make my mouth water as my teeth shiver

My heart pounds like a mammoths stampede with emotions of pure lust

Its prehistoric to see how much I want to taste,lick and bite every ounce of your body in a rush

Am I a vampire for wanting to take a bite out of your loveliness

Am I a beast for wanting more than this darkness and loneliness

I think not but the way I use to view you was nothing more than a piece of meat

But now when I look at you I see only the words you began to speak

They echo in my ears with your accents melodies for you are a southern belle

Your passion for me however i predict is oderless and stale

Even though there's sweat upon your body when we encounter racing down like the water from a steamy car window

I know the steam from that car will never show me all that I want to see your climax is only a crescendo

Of happiness that doesn't exhist in my heart only images of hell

Displaying the many ways I'll never have you

So through these very words I will grab you

Make you listen as the moon and the ocean collide for me

For you truly are a beauty I want but ill never have so ill be glad for at least this one moment to be a beast

And hold you as i sink my teeth into you draining you of every last thought, image or quote you ever had of me with last seconds remaining Its the gravity,

Killing me slowly in your atmosphere........Who ever knew the depravity of liking someone could be so much of a tragedy dear

B.E.T.T.Y


Friday, February 17, 2012

Love is flames (late valentines poem)

Love hates the thought of being loved

But rejoices in the hate shoved

Upon the faces of those with nothing to ebrace

We constantly race

In life to find someone who can fufill us as a whole

But we often forget we must first embrace ourselves in this blackhole

Of feelings that we often throw away to visit upon another day

We recycle the tears but often trash the happiness so we can say

We are all alone but are we really because I know out of all the infinite things in this world

Something loves us

The only question is are we too blind or deaf of all our senses to feel and embrace it

In definition we are because we are human

In statement this is loves room when

The lights of the world dim low

We poll off are skin and the flames of love begin to show