I had a man tell me
That’s he’s curious about me
That I made his heart stop
Over thinking and wanting to kiss
Wait…I heard this old jingle before!
I guess I struck a chord
His screw face says it all!
He followed me around
And yelling
“No you ain’t all that!”
Then it hits me
Like an epiphany
Why AM I not ALL THAT to him?
A girl he can holler at?
He must feel lucky (I giggled privately!)
Me…me?
Well let’s see…
Honestly
I believe that anything
That hollers meant to be caged like a wild dog
Thank god I ain’t all that to him anymore!
I paused because
I can’t stop laughing (lol)
That sounded funny…
Didn’t it?
But I sat for a minute
Rewound my life
And pressed replay
Then I noticed that
I’ve been seeing reruns
The reason may be that
I tend to stay on the same course!
When would these men get with the program?
But here I am
Writing a similar script
I got him tripping
Cause this pretty woman walked away from him
He thought I wanted an audition?
To be his leading lady? Amongst how many? (ha!)
But when I checked his
Resume
I’m like…
No Wonder I’m not your type!
I don’t respond to your “holla!”
And
You already got a baby mama drama!
You just mad that you didn’t
Made me stop
And Guess what?
I may be single…
But I’m happy not to roll with you like those s l u t s!
Posted 10/3/08
These are MY thoughts and MY opinions based on what I see with MY own eyes and what I feel in MY heart!
About Me
- Sabrosita
- Scarborough, Ontario, Canada
- To know me is to feel my aura...you must be an intense person to understand me. I need poetry the way I need love, I need love to live. I love the rain because it inspires me. I aim to live a content life and enjoy the fruit of hard work. I believe that hard work paves our future. One cannot wish for a companion just to live, I believe that an empire can be built by two strong individual as long as the loyalty and interest have met their equilibrium to co-exist. I think life is simply lived at it's best when we simply learn to appreciate and love every moment we have living.
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