Confrontation was never my thing so i backed out slow

Arguing back and forth never gets know were

So i always took the high road

The older you get the wiser you become

Someone once told me

Being 16 sure aint easy especially when people talk greasy

You have to find time to maintain your mind

Focus on the bigger pictures and leave the hatters behind

When i walk i walk 9 feet high

Moving forward is the best thing you can do

sometimes its best to get things off of your chest

I love poems that i can relate to

It makes you feel like your not alone in any stress

From stanza’s to metaphors

A poem have so much rhythm even when it don’t rhyme

I love the way the words capture you and make u think

And the way authors get they point across

Don’t know why it took so long

I guess emotions got the best of me

Caught up in his mind i didn’t have time to realize he was hurting me

As time went on i came to my sences

See the arguing was not that bad 

And crying didn’t make me that sad

It was the fact i let someone take control of me other than me

Begging and pleading that he would change

Saying over and over again

The three little words that i wanted to hear

But realize it didn’t mean not a thing

So i packed my things

And i never look bak since the day i left

Things haven’t been

The same between the

Two of us

Its because i have been 

Cheating on you with

One of your friends

Please don’t be mad 

I still got love

For  you but i am

Not in love with you

And i can’t seem to stand

Feel so light like air 

Patiently waiting for a helping hand 

To get me through this dream that i call a nightmare

As you look in the mirror and see a reflection of me 

You don’t understand thinking how we going to eat

So you do what they taught you and go to the streets

Then hours seem like late nights and nights turn into days 

When i see you now it disgust me of pain 

You say MoM!!!! don’t worry your child would be alright 

Even though were eating it still feel like i am dying inside.

Were i would be free from the bad things in my life

Were my vision of the world would become more clearly

Trying to understand this society

My judgment would be only on personality

I would talk before i think

And work harder then before

I HAVE A DREAM!!!

                I’ve seen so much here. Traveling all around the world, nothing beats this city. As here the the girls click Klak on the streets. I can only think of us. Only thing is missing is those retro beats, long coats, wind blowing and snow falling. Ooh how i miss the streets. The Eiffel tower and all the great landmarks, just like America. Dollars to Euros spending money in the clothing stores i can only  think of us and how we use to stay out all night long. As time go by i hope u visit. I know you would love it like me. 

                                                                                                                      Yours truly,

                                                                                                                                 Paris

but hate spending it on things

Should i just spend it

trying to think of anything

But northing’s pops to my head

I’m writing thing down , that comes to my head

but nothing goes together

so i ask my sister, for any ideas

she had nothing

so i took a walk, for inspiration

but had no luck

what I’m i going to do