Correlation

statistical measure of the strength and weakness between two variable.

Heavy on the mind

Thoughts race through your mind
mwen jus pa konnen sa pou mwen panse anko
POu kisa pou di yon moun ou renmen'l epi se pa vre
Lannwit li kriye paske li panse li tap ave'w yon jou anko
tout ti parol dous ou te konn ap do yo
se te jus yon faz nan vi ou
OU te pote ke'l nan pla men ou
konnye a ou pike epi li kriye paske ou te ap di'l bel ti parol
Bagay sa yo lou nan tet mwen
Mwen pa ka ba'w konsey sou parol de lanmou
sel sa mwen ka di'w se pa renmen ak yon moun vit
Pran tan paske gen de le moun konn tronpe'w

R.I.P David Diaz aka D-Block [101308]

Life is precious. He was only 19 when he died. David may your soul rest in peace. Sad how one moment can change a million after. He will never be forgotten.

[101308] D-Block

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Love is not a battle to be won but a natural thing that must occur. A woman is not a trophy given after a game is won, but something precious that must cherish.

Dreamer

Shiny eyes looking at the moon and dreaming
Thinking of what coulda been
Instead of sittin on your ass dreaming make it a reality
Dont be afraid to dream
Never let your dreams be deffered

POrtrait of ....

A brother walk with his head high in the street
when he's home he sinks into a corner of misery
Women see him as a portrait of a happiness
He smiles as he walks past a woman sitting with her baby
Knowing he cries inside
Not wanting to show his weakness and vulnerability
He knows deep inside he longs to love somebody and to complete the portrait
A portrait of wholeness
In the street he shows his masculinity
As soon he enters the doors of his house emotions overcome him
His walls seem to enclose on him
What a portrait
He smiles in it but its so fake Inside he really want to break down and cry
Portrait of ...

Anchor

I'm not a ship but yet I seem to have an anchor pulling me down
Each day I seem to sink deeper in the pit of Idk what to call it
I look at the empty faces passing by with a frown
I'm not a puzzle piece but yet you want me to fit
Into your puzzle of the portrait of a family, happiness, what's good
Anchor on my leg pulling me into the deep sea
and I'm not even a ship