Posts Tagged ‘ confidence ’

Excuse Me, Pardon Me

I must admit

patience

has never been

my strongest suite,

and because of that

ill never quit

what drives me is

the hot pursuit,

of something that

is in my way

I could give less than two squirts of a shhh

If I want then I’ll want and then I’ll show and I’ll prove,

to be the victor

seeing the bigger picture

a friend I am not

of any obstacle,

maybe going

a little bit beyond

what was necessary

but I can’t help it im either nothing or extraordinary

when I’m next to the impossible,

…(split second pause for breathe)…

arrogance

at full charge

can I get an Amen

or at least a #Woo

awkward movement

I think

its hilarious

and interesting

just how

the world

turns,

I AM

more arrogant

than the

elephant in the room

but my blunt

slowly burns,

like the opposite

of an anorexic

cutie

who fattened up/didn’t throw up

and little by little

developed curves,

and that

confidence

shows up

at the wrong time

like

‘what balls”

‘what nerve”,

I needed strength

on that date

she needed swav

I gave her a

half assed nerd,

angry

with my self

a bitter creamy taste

self expired

and soft served,

oh well

I guess

I’ll go on

about my business

doing  the robot

as I

make my moves

 hitting these corners & curves,

hoping

to one day

I bump into  my fellow/matching

weird ass

dance around

to break the ice

type  of girl

That fast

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Freeze!
Don’t you
F’ing move.
I tried playing nicely
But
all iT did Was prove,

That chances,
Like interceptions,
Aren’t given
Their taken.
Thus I myself
Have no time
For examples
Or wasting.

Lay away
With words
Like you
Cover up with paint,
Staring down
The barrel
Really
Makes you think.

Turns one
Could of made
Is gone
Within a blink,
Things
Needed to be said
Never had the chance
Because I couldn’t speak.

Decisions made
That fast
Have nothing
Left To grasp,
Then a momentary
Feeling
Of hands
When they clasp,

Up to
One an other
Please Make
IT/this touch last,
The current has
Another agenda
Because IT is
Now past.

do your stuff

I know

we have

to try

but

sometimes

trying

isn’t enough,

the thought

of having

to try

sounds like

succeeding

maybe

just a bluff,

that’s why

from now on

im going to do

as if doing

was a gear

to life’s manual transmission

and the stick is stuck,

I just pray

what ever comes

in or around

my way

only makes me

quicker to respond

and even more tough…

to all those

doing….

best of luck,

if luck has nothing do with iT

then go on

and do your stuff