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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
This picture is actually very old. Like extremely old. I want to say about 2-3 years ago, and quite frankly, I'm not too sure why I decided to pull this one up to depict this post... but I did. I feel like my world is spinning and I don't have time to stop and smell the roses, appreciate Mother Nature, and take a deep breath anymore. I have a huge decision to make pretty soon and I decided to whip out the old pen & paper and start documenting my thoughts again. I've always had a strong vibe with written expression whether it be poetry or journaling - it was something that made me more in tune with my inner self. But I always somehow seemed to drop one of my only good habits, and now I'm striving to start it again. For good. For as long as I can. For...ever (I hope). If it's not too personal, I'll post some of my journal entries on here. As candid and unedited as possible. But for now, it's just me, my pen, and paper.
-GL0
Thursday, October 2, 2008
It's like tryna buy gas, when u aint got no car,
Pointless right? You'd be wastin yo bread,
For a lack of better words, my body is DEAD,
i'm TIRED yall, i can no longer function,
If i think any harder, i'm due for brain corruption,
Only 4 hrs a night, i lay my head on my sheet,
Get up, go to work, practice, then eat,
Not to mention my classes, throw that in the mix too,
While jugglin' the many other things I need to do,
I know life aint easy, but do it gotta be this hard??
I refuse to show my weakness or let down my guard,
I'm still tryna push, but got no ammunition,
Don't know if i'd still be here, if it wasn't for paid tuition,
I'm wonderin where the hell i stashed away my ambition,
These are the times I take pride in being a Christian,
Without God on my side, who knows where I'd be,
It's like telling a blind man he has no choice but to see,
I feel like I'm being pushed in the same exact spot,
This college gig aint all fun && games like i thought,
Wish my life was a paper, so i could take the pain and rip it,
I've had enough, I've already been pushed BEYOND MY LIMIT!
[and it AINT the business right now]
GLO
:/
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