so once, again, i haven't posted anything on blogger in a whiiiiile.
i found myself favoring tumblr for a while cuz it was more entertaining, but realized this is more personal and suitable for self expression,poetry,reviews and other things "hope4".
so just to update you on my recent works, here's a piece i performed at Circus of the Arts II, brought to you by BlackNote collective, at limelight, august 20, 2011.
Never Ending Story (La Storia De Mi Vida)
let's talk a bit about the past/
tell me where you've been/
it's hard not to hold your hand/
we're only friends/
lips wrapped around a doobie/
mine around the rim/
i'm at the bottom of my glass/
where do i begin?
now, this is NOT love/
but i love the way you make me feel/
don't feel the need to ask/
because i know that you're for real/
but we've got to look past all the falacies/
let's make a deal/
how long does a good thing last?/
momma told me to find a man to keep me warm/
when it's cold/
poppa was a rollin stone/
he was bold/
he was a blue collar hero/
puttin' food on the table/
but i grew up believing "ever after"
was a fable/
this is a story about a girl/
in search of a lover/
she was lead to believe/
everyone was above her/
she slept her life away/
dreaming about being a queen/
waiting for her king to save her from a scene/
of a never ending story/
broke the spine/
threw it to the flame/
because of missing pages/
she'll never be the same/
we win some/
we lose some/
at least we can say we tried/
and determine our fate/
by the roll of the dice/
and i'm not afraid to love/
my feelings multiply/
but nothing lasts forever/
the story of my life/
i am the fallen one/
the angel with the scabbed wings/
who set the world ablaze/
with the fire in my eyes/
i've said it too many times/
"i won't let my feelings get the best of me"/
and "i'm done with lying alibies"/
because i feel they're always testing me/
and love will be the death of me...
yes, i've fallen hard/
but i have fallen from grace/
i can't think of you/
without seeing your face/
and i can't look at you/
without saying your name/
and i can't get that song out of my brain/
i'm not here for thrills/
i get chills when you touch my skin/
your eyes beam green/
illuminated from within/
let me chase away the clouds/
and be the calm before the storm/
i know your heart is hurting too/
cuz i know mine's a little worn/
let's be stars on the ground/
or birds in the sky/
you, a freckle on my nose/
i, a gleam in your eye/
let the record play/
and don't ask why/
just play me a song/
when i'm feeling down/
and we have built these walls/
but for whom did we build them?
held together to bandage the wounds/
you'd think something killed him/
and her, a song bird/
with broken vocal chords/
and pain bleeding out her pores/
her throat is sore/
from screaming at demons/
that made them so bitter/
but she still wants to sing/
so he'll never forget her...
"hit me one time baby/
hit me two times/
feels like you hit me three times/
in a row/
and i've got no time, no time/
to play this game with you/
if you want me then please let me know/
i've got no time,no time/
to play this game with you/
and if you don't/
then just let me go..."
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