The News is basically that overplayed radio single you hate hearing.
Most of the time, it just annoys.
Most of the time, it just enrages.

The only great wall is in China baby and i hate that i put mine up from time to time.
You know i'm going to be as strong as i can be
It is required from a man
And that's what i want to be.

I like to be annoying
Only when it's sweet as the sugar plums
I'm relentlessly hard-headed
But i take immense pride with that
No doubt in my mind
Not a single doubting fragment
I'm a magnet
That never stops it's force
When it comes to my passion for you

The pace was too fast
So i just slowed it down
Giving you a chance to breath
We're not hedgehogs with red shoes
We're human beings
Take it down a notch for a day or two
Inconsistent pace isn't always bad
Give it time to rest.

There’s an art to dealing with something that drives you ridiculously mad and you still somehow come out sane.
There’s an art to be a player, but even more so when you own the game.
There’s an art of uplifting spirits
There’s an art to want to be better instead of staying the same
There’s an art out there I haven’t claimed yet
There’s an art to everything if you turn your blinkers off
There’s an art if you see it as so.

There's no way i'm letting you drown, you have too much going on for you to press the cancel button and end your days.

They say they are selfish, but really they feel the rest of the world is.

I can't blame them,it's a cold hard shell to get into. When you stay in line and people keep cutting in front of you, it's hard to get in the front every time.

These China plates remind me of you
So i'm a little more cautious than normal
Because i don't want to break them
And i never want to destroy what should of never been broken
I only amend the fallen parts
And make them new
My body trembles
At the thought of you making a rash decision out of desperation
You've been throwing those words around and i get extra nervous
Because this isn't something i take lightly
It seems like i'm the only one in this imaginary small town that lends a hand
While everyone glares at us like they have a right to treat us like dirt
I want to save your life, regardless of how many people turn their back on you
I see backs all the time
People love walking away when it gets hard
I just keep going- it's what must be done
These China Plates get prettier by the year
I think it's the same for your soul
It just looks rusty because you've taken quit a few tolls
That also want extra fees
And i'm here to tell them that you already paid
Because you don't deserve any more wounds
Don't worry about me
You're the focus
The art on the China Plate
That gets unnoticed
Way too often.
But i'm the Man that takes interest in the non-perfect
And seeks to make it new again
The Misfits just lost their way
And i'm here to point the way.

The glorious morning
The peaceful night
Why anticipate for the paper view fights?
These guys aren’t Mohammed Ali
unless they got better records than I see
He would knock them out like one, two, three
He wouldn’t even have to have his eyes open
But why won’t theirs open?
Oh now he marks his territory for the millionth time
But sometimes you have to reiterate yourself again and again
That’s how he felt
From the days of early youth to the day he could wear his own belt
You can’t surpass him easily
I’m still looking for a contender
You can tell by the looks of the Bartender
Waiting for the old tapes to render
He shakes his head while he wipes off the ***** cups
Wishing he could make up
For his past mistakes
On quitting boxing
His grades were below the Mendoza line
He reassured his Mama that he would be fine
But little did he know this would set him back further than a state fine
Reading between the lines and not over them
He became one of the common crayons in the box
But a little darker than what we hoped for
And now he’s got the memory of the Prison Guard knocking on his door
Letting him know he can come out for recess
But all he wanted was to be the best
He hated the white walls so much he redefine the word detest
He just ended up like the rest
That at that moment, he wished the prison guard would shoot him dead
Numerous attempts of trying to take his gun
The consequences were the antonym of fun
He had miles and miles to run
Before they let him go easy
But that whole time was far from it
He just thought heavily while he heard the horrible sounds
Why do I feel like I deserve to be worse off than the people laying underground?
Will anyone bother to play a game of lost and found?
Just like those kids in those cliché films?
It was great relief to him when he was starting to think better thoughts
But he knew he had a lot of ocean to cover
It was the space time continuum for him
The Enterprise had more to bargain for than the high prizes
Seeing his own waters rise
Not to any of his surprise
He woke up franticly in the middle of the night
Hyperventilating, panicking
Knowing it wouldn’t be alright
The nightmares were wrapped around his mind so tight
It felt like two anacondas gripping him stiffly
He could escape
All those transgressions he made
Were coming back from the graveyards he once dreamed of in his wake
Right from the lakes
He couldn’t even eat the smallest portions of Frosted Flakes
Without breaking down like an old building
It’s thrilling for the mind
But only for it to let it all out
It wasn’t easy to overcome
But it took plenty of years of therapy to rewrite the story that he really wanted to tell
Telling the world how hard he consistently fell
No big deal, just a few scars and small quiet thoughts
But nothing worth a horror plot
It seemed like his worst days were behind him
To take that literally would be logical
A word many of his peers did not understand
They were either locked up or already dead
He overlooked the warnings of his teachers in school
But he just became another victim of Mr. T
I pity the fool, he chose to be an inept tool
Not the dull ones you buy at a department store
But the ones that need repairs and somehow make their way out
With no improvement at all
It can be pretty apparent why our proposed empires fall
The pitfalls can engulf us extremely
If we don’t handle things supremely
If I never had the guidance I received, where would I be?
Not writing these rhymes
Not telling you the times
Regardless of my previous struggles, I think everything will be fine
He went from prisoner to bartender, which may seem like it’s crossing the line
But knowing his past, the way he was doing time
He was just thankful he had a job
Now, who wouldn’t?
That’s the question I want to see answered
It’s going to be crickets for a long time
So I might as well stay here until I hear one
Because there’s no chain to be undone
Nowhere left to run
Let’s rebuild the lives of those who had nothing to begin with
Because if you were put into that place, I don’t think you would handle it too much better than them
Your life is amazing compared to them
But it’s not the cleanest gem
There’s still a few black holes here and there
But you shouldn’t mark out the reasons to care
There’s a lot more wisdom to be shared
The rest is up in the air
I don’t expect anything from the world
But I just expect better from people
That’s what encourages people to become teachers
So you can do better than they ever could
Instead of being caught in the middle of the hood
Being dangerous, mental and misunderstood
That’s the worst way to be as a human being
We’re just looking to help
Hoping to make an impact
More so than a meteor if it wiped out Earth entirely
But these kids do so when they decide to slash a cop’s car tirely
What’s that under your shirt?
A gun?
Well, Momma isn’t going to like this
You should be thrown in jail but I’ll bestow a probation
And an immense amount of community service
This isn’t a play, so I won’t rehearse this
So tell your Momma like it is
And change your life today
Because with this type of activity going on, there won’t be a Sun to look up to
There won’t be a freshly cooked meal by someone who deeply cares for you
There won’t be anyone who can take you to the Zoo
On days and weeks repeat
There won’t be a fresh batch of wheat
Sliced for you
In the requirements that must meet
Or the brand new sheets replaced weekly
What life will I live if I continue to play with fire?
Will I be unemployed and be stuck from hire?
Because that’s what happens when you play with fire
You get burned
Not from these verses
Not from these lines
But the way you go about your actions
You’re paying a permanent fine
That won’t ever wash away
So choose the lighter side today
Maybe people will overlook the bad choices you made today
And go along with their days
Like nothing happened, still entrenched in the back of their minds
Seemingly impossible to find
Going onto their morning grinds
But nowhere close to what you’ll be doing when you pay for your poor choice
The game of chance isn’t forgiving
It will take you over and pay it’s bidding
Keeping the smokers from quitting
The cheating players from winning
The happy pill participants from grinning
And the aspiring cookers from grilling
But I know that’s not the biggest culprit
But as long as I know it
I’m not going to bring it up again
We’ve seen that printed before
My central themes pop out galore
Not giving the other side too much more
Now I’m trying to experiment a little more
And not be the broken tools in those department stores
And trying to find what excites me more
Than the same old drag
That floats in a plastic bag
I’m starting to loathe people who think I’m a couch gag
I’m really not into shows like JAG
They just don’t resonate with me like they should
Some things are triumphant and grab me more than what most things ever could
And I reference them like I should
I don’t always follow the classic formulas
It’s not like I never could, but I see it as I never should

They want to feel like they're on top of the world, but really they will be under the sea until they decide to recede their old lifestyle
Most of them never do
And it's quite a shame
I want no part of it all
I want only a part in something that makes me more refined
Those come less often
Sorry to break the news
But i never was a decent reporter to begin with
Measuring my failures from length to width
Fourth to fifth
Place on the board
Makes me get easily sad and bored
With the copycat results
I won't mimic the rest
I'll put my creativity under arrest
If it means sparking a whole new circuit
To bestow something magnificent upon the world
But i won't be waiting for it
I'll drag it out if i have to.

Constantly trying to think in a corner
So I don't have to hear the misery of reality

It's second nature
To be flawful
But its my third nature
To be destructive towards myself
It's just the way I am for now
Hence "for now"

If I had a mix tape
It would be thirty one hours long
Get the cassettes ready
Poetry was something I chose and we're going steady
Sometimes I draw details out tediously but sometimes I like to get with the program already
They say Rap is Poetry
But I didn't compare my work to the McDonalds bathroom floors
The disrespect towards women, money and drugs
It's a dog but it's not as cute as a Pug
Someone end this concert, pull the plug
We used to have a standard and kept it snug
But even the Snails are laughing
We're too slow to realize
That were accepting bile with our eyes
And we're encouraging it
Why?
I have a mixtape
But I'm no legend
But neither are they
I just hope my influence is here to stay
Because as the clock arm sways
I get older another day
And I want to be sincere in a way
That will dramatically improve your day
I hope you feel the warmth of my heart hotter than May
Because it burns for you
And we don't need to pull out the other thirty mixtapes because I only need one
Let the repugnant trends come undone
I'm a song that's been left unsung
But that's okay
Because I want you to sing it
It will be more resplendent than the harmony of the Mockingbirds
And it tunes out the geese
That make me act the opposite of PeeWee Reese
And pull out a shotgun
Ernset Hemingway was relatable in that way

We're just friends from school
You think we're star-crossed lovers
Telling me we are meant to have children together
In a field of bluebottles and bluebonnets
It's like I'm speaking in nonets
To try to get to you
I would hate to ice your heart
But you can't tell anything apart
By telling me your unyielding love when you have a Man already
There is no chance of us going steady
There's plenty
Of other men who will become enticed by your ways
Even If we were to be one
We would become aged and you'd throw me away
For a more seemingly attractive man
Trust me, I know your entire plan
Don't get mad when I try to be with other women
Loyalty has me smitten
Your affection seems like a piton
And I won't fall into it
Honey, I hate to sever your ports
But I'm ending the eternal distort
That'll we'll be
Because I know truly
You won't want to be with me
Until the day I die
This isn't a blues poem, this is the truth
If you can be strong enough to cope
With this reality
You're more then welcome to watch from the sidelines
But don't you dare violate the guidelines.

"Its one of those days, huh?"
Its one of those days, every day
But you won't understand
It's fine, i made it this far
Haven't I?

I remember those words
A rushing wave of euphoria rushes over me suddenly
I am now revived.

Women who are barely making it
Hooking for money to provide for their three children
Women who are stripping
To make ends meet
I can't even imagine how low they feel
But they're human to me
I wish they'd have it easier
That's all i have to say to that
I'd get their attention
They do not need to reward me
No, not like that
They just need to take the money and run
I'm doing you a favor
I'm not doing this to get something out of it
I'm doing it so you and your kids have something to eat tonight.

These three hundred dollar candles on this table
Are challenging their value over me
Sorry I'm not specially scented
I'm speaking to a candle, I must be heavily demented
I don't belong in this Italian Restaurant
I might challenge their romanticness
Polish and prestine
Just a toast for Christine
I'm not the biggest spender for tiny appiitizers

I'm the calmest one in the room
But inside my mind three nuclear wars have already happened
And it's halfway done with the nuclear winter
Getting ready to experience the human splinters
Trying to recreate civilization for the first time in a grand number of years
We have to set an example for our peers
Or the term wasted years becomes relevant
Why end what could be by making rash decisions?
Keep your composure
You'll be a promoted soldier
Fighting for something greater than yourself
And that's more than many people can ask for.
The Nuclear Winter is what we all fear in our head
That's what happens when something major happens to someone i care about
I'm keeping all the straws together in the straw hut
But they keep falling down
Why won't it work for me?
I ask myself repeatedly
Don't worry honey, i'm doing just fine
Just thinking about keeping my sanity from combusting
I can't let your beautiful soul see my internal pain and fear
It will be alright, my dear.

Her emotions are like the tides of the Earth
But so are mine.
Too many guys want to help and utter these words: *"i wish she was mine"

Tired today
Tired tomorrow
Tired a week from now
Tired a fortnight from now
Tired a month from now
Tired years from now, only more so.

If i was here to make you happy
Then we should probably cancel this infomercial because you're never going to be convinced to enjoy my existence
It's in the way you speak
Trying to pillage the core
Make me feel weak
That's the best you got?
We're about to reach extra innings
Come to bat

If i was here to make you happy
Then we should probably cancel this infomercial because you're never going to be convinced to enjoy my existence
It's in the way you speak
Trying to pillage the core
Make me feel weak
That's the best you got?
We're about to reach extra innings
Come to bat

There's tons of gorgeous girls
And man they need to stop being so harsh on themselves
Too many men would **** and pillage to be with them
A little exaggeration
But you get the implication
I only have seen one woman
So vivaciously
For an elongated period of time
In my life so far
My heart has no soot or tar
Just my thoughts
But when i see her
They vanish quicker than Usain Bolt
Her presence makes me jolt
She's the hottest woman i have ever seen
And i mean that in the most respectful way possible
My heart has never felt warmer
But my insecurities take me over
I used to be an Argentina that's now an Antarctica
Am i good enough to be with her?
I need to conduct some studies
But i have no money
So I'm kind of in a hard place
She's a wall i can't get over
And secretly i don't want to.

I wonder if she thinks about me at all
I wonder if me being hesitant messed up my chances
Maybe she still wants me to make a move
I'll never know
Each day my heart grows
Wondering
Despite a relationship being present with her
I wonder if she still thinks about me
I may have came out too strong
With a decorated note two years ago
But I don't feel wrong
Just regretful
That I haven't made a move before you did with somebody else.

I'm a man with too many nails on his wall
But you're the most prominent of them all
Sweet grace

God
I pray to thee
That you come and save me
From this boisterous hell I've been succumbed to.

I'm just another
Hostage to the sadness
I'm just another
Soul to be ravaged
By the disgusting hands of depression
Neurons dissipate
From the taxing thoughts of displeasure
Would never want anyone to endure it
It's a maze that takes years to get through and finish
Don't let your chance of solving it diminish.

I'm so tired of getting trampled on and ******* by Life
Unless it was a woman, than we can alter that statement
Cause what guy wouldn't want that?
Not to be crude or tacky, but if somebody named their daughter Life
Then this poem has a reason to exist.
But as of right now, my ignorance and struggle persist.
I hope you can understand at-least the gist
Of what i'm trying to say.

They speak with such hostility towards my goals
But they're just simply non believers
I stand on top of my sentences with promise and I don't play games
Despite me having a hard time speaking
I come off as slow but I'm simply moving too fast
For someone who is in complete denial of what I have to say
I take pity on those I have hurt
Because I wish I was able to be the only one who was hurt
Too many scratches inside my soul
The Angels couldn't recruit me to protect their threshold until I healed my wounds
But the heart resides and looks for shelter
Two actions at once
I'm a man trying to revert the dagger that I didn't see coming
This blockade of sadness is forthcoming
I must subsidize my qualms and dry my palms
I have too much soot on my hands
I must clean myself before I can be transparent again

I'm like a Doctor

I'll take your immense displeasure away

I have no certification but

I'm here to treat your needs

Even the naughty ones

How could I want the art of poetry to be dominantly white and male?
There's way too female poets of color and white female poets that ate much better than I
I couldn't live peacefully in the old days with that being apparent
My intentions are transparent
I think women are better with their words
I'm just an intimidator I feel
But it only takes one for these lines to congeal
Art is a three course meal
And it should not be overlooked
She fills up my stadiums and gets them overbooked
How could I want poetry to be white and male?
The elitist mindset is *******
There's far too many female poets who deserve a trophy of gold
And their hearts to heal.
And there's also too many male poets who don't deserve the image of elitism.

Accidentally sticking a tuner in a Barry Sax
My friend told me relax
She winked at me and stated she'd gladly take the blame
After i insisted that i would
Because i'm a Man and must admit my discrepancies
But there seems to be a unrelenting efficiency
When good luck comes your way
It took a couple of people to get it out
But atlas, we were successful.
Some stories from marching band are crazy, but that one might top the bill.
Oh, maybe it's a tie with a trombone slide flying towards the stands.
Historical events happen in such an organization like this.

Turn around, girl
I don't want to see your backside
I want to see that pretty face
A thousand smiles is much more beautiful than body parts could ever be.
You're a human being
It's time they start seeing you that way
Just come my way
And get to know each other
That sounds like a decent start

Guys usually get turned on by body parts and looks, but kindness turns me on. I'm afraid I'm the minority but that doesn't really bother me at all. I like that about myself, it resonates me that I can do something right.

Let's party until the Sun turns blue
It's my favorite color, just like you
Who needs drugs
When you have feelings inside your veins

Down on yourself *******
Nobody seems to be behind you
Just remember that Jesus only had twelve followers
And ****** had millions
Who ended up being the better side?
It's not about the numbers, but the actions.

Twelve days of Christmas
Your true love should give to you
Twelve of their best traits
The Pear tree is going to have to be empty this year
For what is truly sincere
Excitement of items are so out of here
That something so special, so dear
Will be in
For the rest of times
Santa better skip this house
Because I'd hate for our time together to be interrupted
You have no idea how many times my heart has erupted
Out of endless joy
Being around you

It feels like me and you are the only two in the room
And I just sweep it up like a broom
The world around us is just a bunch of extras in this mental movie
I'm someone who makes sure you won't lose me
I didn't hire any actors, because we're the only two main characters
This is already the twenty fourth script

Let me come home
Help finish the chores
Send you to bed
So you can put on that bathrobe you like
And you can clear your head
While I finish up the work
As you get relaxed
I hope you smile with the smell of candle wax
Because this is my favorite part
Even if you don't feel good
I'll slip that bathrobe off and be as gentle as possible
Until you fall asleep
You're only feeling twenty percent but I need to give you my one hundred and twenty
Nothing would make me feel more confident
Knowing I pleased you
You're in a world of Boys and all I want to be is your Man
Sure, I always have a plan
But it would usually mean
Coming home to you and thinking of how good I can give it to you this time
I'm not a magician but I'd sure love to keep the magic going
Not the boringness the ones before gave you
But multiple sheets needing to be cleaned per week
And a quicker pile up of undergarments in the hamper
Your insecurities will try to damper
But let me show you
How my Eve should feel
When I'm in her sheets

Drinking a beer of Heineken
Feeling bad for the China men
Reminiscing the days of two thousand ten
Telling stories I've heard since I was at that age
You could go on forever, always turning the page
You'd think people would appreciate these kind of days

My head is a carousel that never ceases
Driving me insane
Growing more irritable as time rages on
Two walls pressing together
Crushing the rational thought
My face has distraught
Written all over  it
Sorry If I look like I hate you
That's how I feel about the cards I've been dealt
Over and over
I have to be a modern day Thomas Edison
To get anything accomplished
Some days feel like I'm being admonished
I want to scream but I don't want to scare anyone
How can I feel hopeful
When I reach a dead end everywhere I go
I'm trying so hard to keep it to myself, I hope you know
None of it is your fault
Drugs and alcohol won't help me cope
I'll just worsen in this state
I hope my sanity and focus can elope
I've had my goals under a scope
I'm angry at being alive like this and myself but never you
Negative but too optimistic to ask for help
We're at a crossroads
You might want to turn around
There's too much road work ahead

Sometimes when you feel uncool
You got to put the Freezer on.

Going undercover
In the sheets
Your pleasure is what greets
Go ahead and drink your wine
As we're on Egypian silk
Relax and don't be afraid
To ask for more
Too bad if I'm getting sore
That's the kind of reminder I want
Remembering a glorious session
Intense harmony
Aggressive is just as great as soft
Dig your nails into my back
My love for you won't crack
But my ability to hold it in will
It gives me chills
Thinking about it
Every glance at your beauty is a Jessica Alba moment in the summer

My mind is under the glacier
Waiting for it to combust
As I try to gain sanity
I get propelled into madness
Every time I try yo understand
I only accept less
Every time I confess
My darkest sins
Everyone else comes from within
To admit their faults
So I'm kicking my issues to the vault
Accept that my mistakes are my fault
And realize that I should never quit
But I'm a defendant tryo g to acquit
Please God give me strength
So I don't channel my anger
In the wrong way
I'm trying to be good today
But tomorrow is a different story
Renounce my glory
Only when I deserve it
So far I'm not sure I have
But then yet, I can be too skeptical
This a search to be happy
And I can't find much
For now
But I know I have to wait
And for the impatient part of me
That's too difficult to work
But I do know
That I have to conspire against my most loathed tasks
And paint it with the pathway to what I love
That's the only way I'll make it
I'll survive, just give me time to work the kinks out
So far I'm in prototype

If I had unlimited money
I'd light all these poems up
Giving the poets the credit
They deserve
Always for the smaller guy
All day, every day

She'll be in front of a mirror forever
Worried to death she's lost her appeal
But I take one look at her and be amazed
Worrying that I'll finish early when we start
Because she's so gorgeous that I can't handle
My urges to express
That in my male anatomy
There's not much else I'd enjoy just as much
Then spending the rest of my life losing my breath
To such a beauty
I can't imagine a loveless marriage
I'd be thinking
How can I make her scream in pleasure louder then last time?
It is a musical score that puts romanticism to shame.