last place

Why can’t things be simpler? I mean, must there always be so much confusion and uncertainty? True, maybe having things handed on a silver platter all the time might indeed get a lil boring, true, there may be some things you would want handed on a gold platter, accompanied by a lovely gold spoon even. So then why can’t there be a balance, a little good and a little bad to keep the good in check. Am I missing something? I know I’ve got to be missing something. Maybe if I looked up at the sky, ya know, like what those people do before they get a brilliant idea, maybe that might work. Hum…….let me try. Nope, nothing so far, oh shoot, suppose I wasn’t looking up long enough, stupes, I can’t win. I remember in my younger days I couldn’t wait to be this age. I had so many damn plans and now as my birthdays come and go I feel as though I’m running out of time - time to do what though? I obviously not running out of time if I can spend said time looking up in the sky for something, stupes, so I just wasted time then, I can’t win. I remember I always used to feel as though I was running a race but with who though? I guess my friends, people around me, constantly looking at others and making comparisons, they’re always ahead. But then, ha! I developed multiple personalities so I was basically racing my other selves. Aren’t I the smart one? It’s amazing how you could have one personality around one person and then be a totally different person around another. How does one keep it up? I’m bedazzled everything I notice the switch. What is this invisible pressure that forces us to play this game of hide and seek constantly, geez, I already in a race and now this? I can’t win. But maybe I approaching it from the wrong angle though, maybe hmmmm, if I turn my head this way and….look up with my head tilted slightly, yeah, this way, so that now my left eye is closer to the………YUP! There it is, woohoo! I just received a brilliant idea (wow, my brain is faster than ADSL). I should probably stop worrying about my time, take a breather from this race and just accept the fact that somebody always has to be in last place. Hum……which personality will it be though? AHHHHH, I can’t decide….oh the pressure.

prose for a rose

Excuse me,
but would you be so kind
to give me a lil peace of mind,
they’re things that just ain't making sense
and my brain been working overtime.
Ya see,
I got alot of dreams and ideas coming out the seams
but these people be hating on my skills
and nobody been hearing my silent screams.
It’s like,
they all wanna see me fail
making it hard for me to inhale or exhale,
relief comes when I’m by myself alone
and away from those who try to derail – me
and keep me on their level hell no!
I ain't gonna bow to the devil,
he may smile and tempt all he try
I gotta cause without the rebel.
But again,
this deafening noise all up in my ears
and all the gossipers and naysayers,
like a phoenix from the flames I will rise
and no longer be a victim to my fears.
So excuse,
but would you be so kind to allow me my peace of mind,
the way these people be acting,
I'm fittin' to give them piece of mine!!!!