Thoughtz

Promises

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 19:24:11 -0700

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Promises

You keep giving me dates and telling me lies trying to tell me change doesn't come easy, it isn't instant. Well, I guess its me that is the problem and I can't wait because my impatience is persistent; but how much longer do you want me to sit here repeatedly and take this shit so conveniently with stride? Should I lay back while you slowly kill yourself inside, because killing yourself is like killing a part of me and I can't sit back as I wither away, so why shall I do the same when it comes to you. I ask myself over and over the same questions as I ask you, but in the end its all a conundrum, an enigma ,which answer escapes so freely like as if it was never shackled at all. What is there to do? This analytical mind is a killer, however, I don't blame it because it is my heart which fuels its passion to search for a solution and mend its broken ways. This is like an infinite torture, even though, its been so few of years. I been through hell, I've spewed some tears and my affection is what I've lost; that capacity to come near. I can't hold you I get so disgusted. The sight of you is so repugnant. That anything you do to show love you have for me could never be so indulgent.

New Song Bi-Polar

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 27 May 2009 20:05:32 -0700

Check it out on my Myspace Music page - Bi-polar. www.myspace.com/deciphaz

Woman Pie

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Mon, 18 May 2009 19:16:53 -0700

Woman. These woman. Why do they tease? Play with a guy then expect them not to be mean. They say we create bitches, but assholes don't just generate themselves. I think we coincide like a chef and his pie because one can't exist without the other and I'm definitely not the pie bitch. If anything I made you from scratch. I built you up from the crust and threw my fruit in the batch. You were "Oh So Sweet!" Now what the fuck happened did i burn you and leave you there too long. Or you naturally became bitter because things begin to wither and decay with expiration. I aim to have the best and this was not my expectation. So why should i be deserving of an explanation. I'm a master of my craft, a culinary expert. There is plenty of recipes on these shelves so let me open one up and and take another look for myself.

Unconditional Love

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Sun, 25 Jan 2009 18:24:55 -0800

I'm a sucker cuz my loves unconditional for all not divisible by laws so committed through the flaws its despicable if i shit on you I'm not kidding you but I don't because I rather not think of you at all how can I not if I really love slip on a silly glove and smack me silly up for being such a silly fuck i talk spill my guts for what u don't give a fuck It all seems like there's nothing in between the us or maybe its my vision cuz literally my seeing sucks or maybe its division cuz you try to appear as tough either way no fear in us I'm the same but experienced (pronounce experiunced) I'm the tame got no shame wild as a boxing game child that until now his pride has to be real proud about shit he doesn't do cuz that's it enough of you realize its real lies that doesn't make a real guy and I haven't ever really tried to cover up the truth when tested i muster up the proof ready up the troops because I've been down been around lacing up my boots I'm patient I'm smooth when u need i get to the roots no fraternizing with the enemies I'm never in cahoots

No Easy Change

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:12:16 -0800

while my times elapsing my minds collapsing All i can say is fuck it thats my reaction bust it ive busted over 21 and im flustered lost cuz of house rules an droppin out school I wear my pride well because im a proud fool google my how to's and hey's are my how you's a phase that i now do is the ways i now move if change comes my way i meet it at high noon ready to shoot it in the face see it die soon

My Daydream

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:09:45 -0800

As simple as it may seem I considered it a day dream Something that you may deem a little off mainstream A view turned reality between our two personalities A mix of emotions a potion of this loves sensuality An elixir a mixture that got me staying like a fixture Couldn�t move it with a spoon no giving it a thick stir No tricks served with games just picture you laying on my chest like the bar when I get ripped and I train things aint the same situation but a different terrain like a railroad switched tracks and flipped over trains a klepto that stole my heart and left no remains so silent on a deaf note yet though I hear what ya sayin

Two-Sided

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:08:43 -0800

Grew up a good kid who got caught in the middle Wasn't tough at first but wasn't taught to be brittle Would smile at the beginning show off the dimples Cuz he thought life was sweet not sour as pickles When he got Older he learned power and issues Was a part of his worlds deep structured tissue He learned the word fuck and had a rush dismissal He scraped the dirt off him like a brush with bristles It was a lustful misuse that not only disgusted liberals But mustard conservatives and moderate venues He has a crazy mind which is like a diabolical menu Yet so calm and tranquil give you a ironical Thank you His worlds collided and his views were logically tactful A keen sense what to do yet fed up he'll smack you No talk to get up and ask you he's thinking irrational Except he would wait calculate a beating to bash you On any evening leading or proceeding his needing He's speeding to conveniently deliver like fast food A in the mask mood which he learned didn't last soon Because even tinder on timbers wouldn't last through A night that invites the rights of the rain to dance to To the wicked world's tunes played on its bassoon He didn't want to become a pied pipers rash goon With songs that croon as dark as a masked moon It gets you as hooked as lighting a brass spoon And watching the back fume addicted to that doom Lying to kids about what's going on in the back room Is like this life and all the lies that these facts swoon

Karma The *itch

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:02:22 -0800

I love the way you come around Giving me the every bit of joy And ounce of pain I showed you You could grab me on the ass hard Or give me that light tap Even though i told u I don't like it You still do it Dam I got to watch my every move be on point Because if I'm not I know your going to check me. When things are great and I'm good You reward me babe When I do my dirt You get me jumped or make me lose money Fuck Its no bargaining with the likes of you Your one tough one sided Bitch. You might slide up at any second Might even give me some lead way All i know is that you'll catch me One way regardless So why not reap the benefits Ya dig

A Friend But never Again

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:01:29 -0800

We grow older growing apart. Watching what we once knew flash away. We're memories now glimpses in the past. We long for those days but may never see them again. Its nothing but constant reminders of happiness. You were there You were true. Now it would be a miracle to even see You. You're like bigfoot sightings. You tend to be random and almost always fake. What happened? Now YouTell Me that we should get together. What a bunch of bullshit. I rather believe the bums on the street. At least they might be telling the truth. But you. Why bother? Is it the right thing to say Is it the just thing to say Or is it the common polite thing to say In order to appear friendly. To Bend with the curve of society. Looks were beyond us Now us is even beyond us.

The Man of Steel

noreply@fubar.com (Lifes so Great JiMeNeZ) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:00:46 -0800

The Man of Steel Blanket wrapped around my neck Watching cartoons in my superman undies Those tighty whities those nut huggers Thinking i can fly so i jump off my bed like it was a building to my street floor Punching the air like it was Braniac Focusing so hard on staring at nothing Shooting it with my pretend laser vision Till i burn a hole or destroy it completely Then i hop into my closet my own alley Where i do my quick wardrobe change And pop out like Clark Kent with glasses Sit at my desk when typewriters existed Acting as if i was typing up an article For the Daily Planet's Perry White Jimmy and Lois is nowhere to be found All of a sudden i hear voices in peril I pull open my shirt and fly away again Finding Lois is being held hostage by Lex So I use my cold breath blowing wind Untill my face is as blue as the breath freezing Lex into this antarctic iceberg Freeing Lois from the grips of evil Superman has saved the day Those were the days