Get a Grip
Mistakes and missed tokes
Eat some cake, life’s a joke.
It’s really too short to be taken seriously.
But that doesn’t mean you can’t try to change future history.
The present is upon us,
and just as quickly,
is gone.
Keep up now.
The rest of them are moving on

Frost
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“The road less traveled by”
What a cliché
Did you know it’s a lie?
They’re really the same
So go your own way
And if you feel so inclined
Go ahead and change your name
All that matters is the lesson you find

Rocky Horror Picture Show 

Everyone get together,
Neon lights and camera flashes,
Dressed up in sweat and laugher,
Fuchsia lips and blue eyelashes.
We’re a few seats from the front
You keep shaking in your chair,
Behind a screen of Transylvanians,
I see your profile through his purple hair.

It gets pretty warm here in October,
And the air turns orange and crisp.
Looking back to that night,
The theater tasted warm like his lips.
Soon this season will end,
When midnight comes it’ll turn November,
These months will become another stage,
We’ll have to force each other to remember.

All These Friends 

Most of the time I don’t know what to say,
But I know that you don’t have to die,
Even when your mind is in the ashtray.
My friends all know that this is worth the view, 
But some of you don’t know the strain we go through,
A weird fucking feeling every second 
And no amount of crying can rescue you.

I went on a walk and ran into a guy,
Who was going to the park to sit in the rain, 
I looked at him and I couldn’t stop crying,
His mind was like a broken drain.
He was meeting at the corner with his friend, 
To bring back the letters that he sent, 
Sent them off to figure out a way,
A way to wish all of your pain away.

Front Porch

The front porch was home for us,
We watched and pointed as cars drove by,
Waved hello to the people who walked past the front porch,
Played games on the front porch,
Laughed on the front porch,
Fought on the front porch,
Watched our parents gossip on the front porch,
Daydreamed on the front porch,
Pretended on the front porch,
Made new friends on the front porch,
Watched our neighborhood change on the front porch,
Grew old on the front porch,
Grieved on the front porch,
Said our goodbyes on the front porch,
Walked out the gate of the front porch.

Rules for Being a Black Boy in America 

Part One
Never wear a hoodie while driving a car,
Never get gas alone,
Never enter a store with your hands in your pockets,
Never exit a store with your hands in your pockets,
Never travel alone,
Stay away from the south.
Part Two
Always look people in the eye’s, 
Always stand up for your rights,
Always stop when a cop pulls you over,
Always reply yes sir or ma’am,
Always remember no matter how smart you are, how wealthy you become, or how known you are... You will always be a black male in America.Rules 

Please Don’t Blame Me
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I’m going to cry over spilled milk, And when I somehow forget how to tie my shoes, Please don’t blame me.
My brain is to blame For its inability to process the unimportance of milk, And the fact that my shoe laces tuck in.