Troubled Youth

I guess the truth is, this is what I see myself as. A troubled youth. Trying to find me and where I'm at. what I'm here for..... I guess what I'm supposed to do with my life.

Wrong Turns

       Being a p.k. is hard because you're held to such a high standard. Always a set of eyes watchin' you. Don't slip, don't fall. or you'll hit a wall. I"m tired. That's it. That's all I have to say......

Music=Life Silence=Death

          There's more to me than clothes or hair. Without music my mind is bare..... and so is my life.
Without music my life has no value. It's in evry breath that I take and every move that I make. In every cell that I reproduce and it will be in whoever I may produce. Music is my life because no music means silence...... and silence is death.....

Coming Through

               The hardest responsibility I have ever had was to be responsible for someone else. I'm not talking about babysitting while your parents aren't home. I'm talking about a life that you're responsible for. Being more than protector, but a director and the one they turn to when they have no one else.

First Impressions

They say first impressions are everlasting. I believe this to the fullest. So as I sit here I ponder how I want you guys to view me. I don't want you to see the past versions of me. I want you to see the new me.... the realer me. the one who knows how to control her anger and channels it into each one of her little babies...her songs, her beats, and yes her poems. This is a journey that I of course am not ready to take, but it's okay though because if we're honest, we're never really ready to take on what life throws are way. All we can do is prepare the best we can.