Feeling like I never felt.
More than just another notch on my belt.
I don't know what can help.
Anybody feel the way I feel? (Phone rings)
Got a call must be another bill.
I'm just talking to my guys like they're Dr. Phil.
Stay plottin' and I always keep it real.
Something some women don't know how to feel.
I can show you the light.
Chances are you'll still be blind.
I remember when you were all mine.
Conversations from 9 to 9.
We would help each other with our grinds.
Then we start drifting apart.
The strings were pulling my heart
I couldn't take it no more
So I let you out my door.
And you let me walk out yours
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Out My Door
How Were Your Top Five Shots Of The Year?
Shoot with Alan Brown. Had just got this sweater and its legendariness had to be documented properly.
Was so sad to see Marjan leave but her yacht going away party healed a bit of the pain. Probably the best celebration of the year.
A delightful surprise after SG Lewis killed the stage. This girl is talented.
Of course, Queen Nila is top five everything!
Friday, December 22, 2017
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Need the Keys
And by we I mean me.
I can include you too but see,
how could I blame someone with your beauty?
We each have to learn some things.
I can't describe all the things I've seen.
But after seeing you I can guarantee that pictures of you are just a tease.
Forget what you want, what about what you need?
Lord listen, right now I'm on my knees.
I'm trying to tell you something everyone needs to believe.
Nobody's perfect, but she might be perfect for me.
Life throws curveballs and I just want to hit them all.
That could be why I'm on strike.
If you have no drive, you're not right for my life.
Get left quick like a jab from Mike.
Not Jackson but Tyson.
You want my last name, I'll let you keep yours just add the hyphen.
Can I tell you the truth?
Doors close for new ones to open, who knew?
But yours is locked I need to find the key soon.
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
This View
Thursday, December 7, 2017
A Perfect Blend
Today's a weird day for me.
See ordinarily, I wouldn't see you this way.
I remember the past and all my mistakes.
Now you're just a cute face passing by.
But no, not today.
Today you're all the rage.
Today you make a blind man see your beauty.
I can stare into your eyes longer than those Star Wars movies.
I need a straw you're my smoothie.
A perfect blend of all I ever wanted and admired.
Independent with a burning passion and desire.
The way you talk is so addicting so I'm hanging on to every word.
I wanna fly with you, be up high with the birds.
I know what happened in the past was so absurd.
But today is a weird day, got people looking down on me from heaven.
I'll never forget December seventh.
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
Pen Skills
"The cycles like a windmill.
I had a convo with my soul I asked it 'When will, this shit change?'
It said boy 'Just use them pen skills'"
Wise words that I always feel.
But I must question if what I felt with was real.
Or did you even feel at all?
Will you pick up if I call?
... Probably not.
Let me stop.
We're two different people now.
I know this but nostalgic memories always come back in style.
I can't help how my mind works.
I hope you never get hurt.
I pray you always get what you deserve.
We talk then disappear from each other's consciousness.
But I always think about everything like I'm omnipotent.
So you never really leave my mind.
And I'm over here just wondering why..