Fadhiil Posted June 11, 2005 HOMELESS THOUGHT it's crazy men i feel helpless got out of shape feel like am on a zigzag lane when my mind changes to make a plan i don't know am just writing now maybe it might help maybe not if not? then wat! another plan no wonder they say, life is not fair doctor stay with, but wait, wat is it with me? u prolly thinking am talking to a doctor, but am not, this is just how ma mind work, just like to think and imagin the way thingz r, i hope someone is out there, who can feel me, hope one day to meet, don't mind if it's opposite G.z i hope one day, i will make thru and help those who r willin to do the same too am confused, i got used to the mood, cuz it relax's me about the whole day stress and by then, my mind is jam dat shyt will fak up ma brain, i though i will end up raigun, but then, am trapped like a bird a cage, don't know wat to do anymore, feelin like am all squeezed in, am crayin, inside me, no body sees it, but i do, when da bird is cryin, cryin to go free nobody seez dem, am just like that, the worst of all, am livin in da third world da worst in all, am kind of scared, loughin at the same,cuz, i don't know wat is goin to happen next,, hi, how r u? i like u? wat is it with u? why u ingorin me?? oh, i guess am smellin bad ha? got nasty thingz on ma back, u is lucky, u is got yo dad, i wish i had ma dad hea, so that, he could get the dirt off ma back, yes, i would appreciate that, to GOD for givin me that, and u wouldn't ignore me like that, just a little respect, i prefer that, is all about the homelezz thought,, am writing too much, even da pen, little ink left in it, cuz my thinkin and thought is kinda expression to me, atlast, i thought da pen was bleedin, cuz of how i grap and write..cuz I. believe..HOMELEZZ is THOUGHT.. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Artistic-Nomad Posted June 12, 2005 Brother, You're bleeding through papers, Trying to express --your stress, Homeless--You're not helpless- You're just in need for little happiness, I'm the one who's out there, So come here, Let me whisper in your ear, ***Love is near*** I'm accused of being confused, Yet I refuse to be abused, So brother I know what you've been through, and by the way, I like you too! Intellect_Poetess... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Fadhiil Posted June 14, 2005 plea 2 ma life bleary eye i show, how sad it could be, homeless thought, that's one thing that i believe, but ppl know not, ma eye bleedz, when da sun risez sayin cheese, i was blacked eyed, politicianz gotten me, cuz i was a guardian to the black ppl black Union United Black iraq got bombed i was against it, but bush Administration like to imitate the last pop john, but as in the ghetto, drivin ol azz pajero, not knowin 2 reconize the edge we hangin on....... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted June 17, 2005 Hi Guy! No drugs, am narutally high sky No innocence immagine by my hand how many flies die- Got honesty but find myself trying the white lie Got gave black eye Black power Black hour Black sour Black sweet Homeless found him on the back street No diggity; Black Street! Black on Black Deadly I vision the black foe I pack Thoughts of lonelyness never let 'em lead u down to homelyness Skinny Somali see I foriegn this Abused, simply not enough black Patches News paper for a blanket no mattress Lot of real is dead only left with pure actors! Deadly am near a Gastation none can match this! I say lets stick together Grow thick as leather Flick with the weather Am all for the better whatever If it's bad trying fall me off my ladder Than am composing that hate letter Count my chetter? Be strong hold on sing that brave song Somaaliyee Toosto, Toostoy isku tiirsadayee Hadba kiina taag taranoo, Tageera waligiin! Be smart don't let ur heart give up to your fear And know lacking faith equals to lonelyness that'll get you near A def ear to all the good u should hear It's all hood imagine the surviving Nomad by his smear While the new Nomad in the foriegn lands applying welfare for his beer Keep it clear battle ya hours todays to months till you reach the Happy New Year Yeah Yeah yeah ... Time Beated me again... ~1~ PME DV None Understand This, It's Like They've All Gone Brandish! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
