Am I?

These past 5 weeks, I've grown into someone better than the one I left back home
Back home I left a girl just living each day as if it were her last
It was as if nothing mattered but those that cared
Besides that others feelings didn't matter
I was the girl with a hard shell around her heart
Ready to fight away anybody that tried to take down that shell
Am I your maximum or your minimum?
Why am I asking? When your opinion on that doesn't matter
I strive for the best because of those before me that never got that chance to get where I am today
i have to make a difference in others lives because many people made my journey a lil easier
I was the girl at times that became the shoulders on which you cried but what about me?
Did you ever wonder how I made it through the day or night?
Did my emotions really matter to you or the fact that you wanted to satisfy my desire?
was it because you were absent in my early years?
I would sit and wonder why must you act this way
I look through books but yet find no scientific term to why you do what you do?
Am I all the being that i can be to impact your life and yet still be the girl with the hardshell around her heart
Forever there are those embedded there
R.I.P Mom '95 and Dad '07. Gone but never forgotten

7 Holding Controversial 13

Unlucky #13 have just been named the best number
There are 13 of us who are going to change people's mind about unlucky 13
I one of the 13 sit upon 7 sturdy poles
sturdy poles with experience ,who are wise
Controversial 13 Known as an unlucky number
The day when bad things occur
Don't you think change is here
Obama made change
There's always room to better yourself
13 such an unlucky number
I am part of a changing era
The look in the eyes from those who look down on controversy 13
show that we don't deserve this opportunity
we will make a change
As time fly by
we are class of 2013

Am I asking for much??

I get my papers straight and everything else follows
I smile to show my content of my accomplishment
Yet you try to drag me down and tell me I can't do this&that
I am not a child of whom you have to change from time to time
You don't have to put on a smile to pretend that you want me to succeed
'Cuz in heart you know that you want me to stay in the same spot as you
I'm not asking for much, I'm just asking to loosen up a little bit
& release me from this tight grip you have on me
My brotha I am not asking for much
Why won't you consider my request?
Is it that narrow mind of yours that tell you don't let go?
My brotha I will escape your tight grip
I listen to what you have to say now why won't you listen to me?
I'm not asking for much...

And then there's today

Yesterday was just another day in my life nothing was in my interest except food, sleep and T.L.A.U pero I didn't have a phone available.
Today is like yesterday except I just don't want to be bothered by people and some people are slow and don't understand that
I just want to get away
but then there's today when the whole world is upside down
Just hope tomorrow is better than yesterday&today

Just because...

Just because I stumbled doesn't mean I fell down though I feel like I'm plunging down at full speed. The mistakes made since I recognized right from wrong. My eyes were open taking the innocent out of me and leaving me scarred never to heal from life's rocky journey. Losing the ones we truly care about just because it was their time or somebody cut it short. Even if I held as tight as possible cutting blood circulation on your body, they still slipped from my grip. Wish they were here to see me now and be like any other but just because they are gone but never will they ever be forgotten. The appreciation I have for them though they are gone and those who have them just don't care just because they are there. R.I.P mom '95 & R.I.P dad '07. Forever engraved in my memory.

In Search of ...

This morning when i walked in the train station there were cops stationed by the turnstile waiting and picking random people to search their bags. There were two boys ( they look like they were in junior high) but one was of Spanish decent and the other African American. The cops stopped them and searched their bags. There was a look of hatred in their eyes. Other boys walked by and they were Caucasian and the cops said "good morning" to them. They searching bags for terrorist but who are they searching. I think that when they search the young boys and its kinda giving them lay away to be bad based on their morals because basically the cops are saying silently that they are doing something wrong. If these boys doesn't have the right state of mind they going to fall prey to the categorization of society. In this society people want you to fit in a box , meet their standards, its like we're like clay, molded into what they want us to be. These cops in a search of... WHAT???
Their are annoying because their searching for something that may or may not be there

MSMC

I got in MSMC. SUPER DUPER EXCITED