Imagine A World Where Being “Gay” The Norm & Being “Straight” Would Be The Minority! [Short Film]
I rarely reblog, but this is worth watching.
They say,
you are your biggest critic—it’s true.
‘Cuz when I write lines, it seems I undo
just as many rhymes as I lay to
this composition. I relay through
with hesitation,
at times, it’s frustration that keeps me down inside.
‘Cuz these words are of my making,
taking pain, and rearranging
hate. I switch aim
and redirect this illustration
to paint a partial pigmentation of shame.
And it’s a shame I’m going out this way,
‘cuz everyday I write a little longer, though nothings changed.
This fight’s a little harder, now locked in chains—
I’m just a captive of this art,
with my wrists now strained
my heart still stained, and it’s all in vain,
because of you…
23 hours ago on May 21, 2013 at 05:30pm
I was offered the chance to get extra credit in my Ancient Civilizations class if I wrote a song that had to do with something from that time period. Soooo, I decided to tell a story from Greek mythology about the abduction of Persephone, which led to why we have a change in seasons every year.
For lyrics and free downloads, go to:
https://soundcloud.com/jayy-fresh/the-reason-for-seasons-by-jayy
I feel I’m fading, fearing change,
hanging on to the last hope that I have left.
Evading issues to help you with your stress—
You know I love you, yes,
but deep inside I know you’re best,
I mean, better off without me,
though I doubt you even see it.
The sunshine’s wearing down,
and wary now, I feel I’m drowning out the scenic.
Love, run while you still can.
My world is shifting steadily,
black and white is all I really am,
the rest is draining slowly,
yet faster than you could see it.
6 days ago on May 16, 2013 at 03:22pm
Thought traffic controller.
Controlling thoughts like traffic, you stand in intersections
maneuvering minds, waiting to find something worth stopping for.
While the rest are busy chasing, moving at your discretion
I’m moving in your direction, against the flow—no hesitation.
I’m not looking for a short cut, just a cut of your mind,
or some time, if you’re free to drop a couple rhymes.
I’ve been told I’m like an outline, searching with a void to fill.
So if you don’t mind, girl I got some time to kill.
Lets shatter hour glasses, ‘til the world stands still,
‘cuz what’s the point of moving traffic if they’re too fast to feel?
6 days ago on May 15, 2013 at 05:30pm
REBLOG IF I CAN WRITE TO YOU AND SIMPLY START A FRENDSHIP
Anytime. You can never have too many friends:)
I’m sort of friendly. I’m certainly not unfriendly. So there is that.
Tease.
You want a poem,
but words could never do you justice,
can’t you tell?
There are no spells to hex you,
words to perplex you,
text too complex,
to address the way I sex you
in my mental, when I aggress you.
Undress you, gentle, when I suggest you,
on top of pages, I pen few phrases
that could compete with this.
Complete with wits and humor,
you’re the rumor in my words,
but my words lack consistency
can’t you see?
I don’t need two of these—passions
when I have you to please.
1 week ago on May 14, 2013 at 05:48pm
Anonymous asked: I know what you mean. You are just more comfortable with pain, it's all you've know and so you always expect it. Everything isn't black though so you need to get out your comfort zone, learn to be comfortable with being happy. By the way I use a different medium, and being anonymous is just more my style. :P
As long as you’re not one of my crazy exes, it’s all good. Lol. Anons tend to fall in that category for me. lmao.
And no, I definitely feel you! I’m very happy with where I am in life right now, I actually don’t have any “pain” as it stands, but something about it tends to be alluring. Then again, I guess that’s why people play with fire.
And a different medium? Such as? :D
1 week ago on May 14, 2013 at 02:30pm
For What It’s Worth
They tell me to write when I’m feeling down.
I’m feeling bound to this elevation, so how am I supposed to move around?
I was born amongst the underground, but never fit in—
too many dreams to wanna sit in, below the clouds.
My minds too loud to wanna sink in, below the surface,
I swear they got me feeling worthless, now…
I’m feeling bound to this elevation, so how am I supposed to move around?
I was born amongst the underground, but never fit in—
too many dreams to wanna sit in, below the clouds.
My minds too loud to wanna sink in, below the surface,
I swear they got me feeling worthless, now…
1 week ago on May 13, 2013 at 05:30pm
If you get a minute, check out my newest song!
Change In Scene by Jayy Lee (aka heartlessromantics.tumblr.com)
Ft. Jeek and Mega, Prod. by NSF
You can download it for free by clicking the DL button on the player! :D
Thanks!
(Oh, and if you like it, please take a second to watch our music video for it! Thanks again!)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TfLJqs66eoE
Lyrics (Verse 1):
and then I wake up,
and it’s back to reality
grounded like gravity,
where no one’s a real fan of me
and family, is hounding me
pounding me with the pressure,
I’m ‘bout to blow up, like a fuckin A-bomb in Russia
rushing to the booth to get my mind clear, my time’s here
but I’m the only one who really knows it, my girl loves my music,
but she’s the only one that shows it, my flow’s fit
throwing punches at all of these artists,
cuz really it’s retarded, when none of ya’ll are honest
just bigger targest for these A&Rs to fill with empty promises
cuz you’re all cough and no ill,
I mean you’re all talk and no real
I’d rather reel you out to sea and leave you where the fish feed
I’m tired of all the same shit, waking up to the fake shit
I guess I need a change in scene,
you actors better change quick
or pack and leave ‘cuz…
Bridges
Clung to you, the way children
wrap arms around legs,
baby, I just want to lay with you.
Alongside horizons count the stars
amongst your eye lids, tell me
how many miles away are you
or how far must we reach before
gravity takes a hold of us?
It’s bold of us, to even question things,
the way fate re arranged, our thinking,
so deranged or even skeptical
for thinking maybe you were meant for me,
a miracle, or maybe it was destiny,
the way our lives crossed paths,
and now I’m blessed to be, detached,
from reality, no strings attached,
but on the surface, we’re latched on to all the memories
I’m just wishing you’d come back,
cuz it hurts to be, stuck up on your mental
painting the fundamental flaws,
that caused our love loss
burning bridges, it’s true, but at was cost?
Now barricades entrap emotions fully through
I just hope you know—
I’m still not over you…
1 week ago on May 12, 2013 at 04:24pm
I Can’t Move On (Haiku)
I don’t have it in
me, depression makes up the
depths inside of me.
1 week ago on May 11, 2013 at 04:29pm
Heartless Romantic
that's how I came in it.
Jayy. 22. Lesbian. tooAmbitious
I could never take credit for these words for you are a song without intention deserving of verse for those blind to emotions. Together, we will make them all believe in love.
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