How I’m Feeling…

I am so sick of damn people I don’t know what to do
Always got something to say and worried about you
Minding everybody business but your own
Acting like a bunch of kids instead of like you’re grown
On Facebook lying, faking and fronting
Got the nerve to be bragging and stunting
Pretending like you are more than what you really are
But this is FB the place where you can make yourself a star
Thinking you the latest and greatest thing walking
But you really ain’t doing nothing but talking
Quoting scriptures by day and freaking by night
But talking about how others ain’t living right
Stop posting pics of your tits and ass
Then getting offended when you get put on blast
Stop trying to hit everything in a skirt
Before you mess around and get your shit burnt
Stop believing everything your ass read on the “kneegrownet”
Getting all in your feelings, pissed off and upset
Just because someone posted it don’t make it true
Learn to research stuff for yourself like you’re supposed to
If you are going to do wrong, then go ahead and do what you do
But stop the hypocrisy before lightning strikes you

My True Essence

The Games You Play

I’m not amused by the games you play
By the things you do nor bullshit you say
I can tell you are used to playing with little girls
Who wear pigtails, cotton underwear and pearls
But I’m a grown ass woman you see…
That’s what I am and will always be
So when you are done playing at recess
Dealing with little girls and their mess
Come on over to the grown and sexy side
Because that’s where I reside…

My True Essence

Make It Work

Even though I stand tall
I often trip and fall
Sometimes I’m down so low
I think of just letting go

Letting go and giving in

Seeing no light at the end
Struggling to make it every day
Figuring out what to and not to pay

HE never said life would be easy or fair

But HE promised to always be there
Even when others don’t treat you right
Or when you just want to give up and fight

Even thru it all I still manage to smile

Because quitting is not my style
So I will get up and knock off the dirt
And do what I have to do to make it work

My True Essence

Journey to Loving Me

For so long I‘ve struggled with loving me
Many don’t understand how that can possibly be
How can someone who has so much love to give
Have no fear of dying but yet be afraid to live

At some point in time I lost my way
I looked in the mirror and turned away
Turned away because I didn’t like what I saw
I only saw flaw after flaw after flaw

As someone who sows seeds and wants others to succeed

I didn’t make priority my own wants and needs
For some reason I didn’t sow seeds in my own garden
Instead I let my heart grow cold and harden

My self-esteem and self-worth took a nose dive

My “get up and go” left and took with it all of my drive
My drive and determination to press on and keep going
To move forward while revolving and growing

Then one day I looked in that very same mirror again

Instead of seeing the outer shell I saw the beauty within
All of the things that held me bondage had set me free
And right then and there began my journey to loving me

My True Essence

If It’s That Good…

If it’s that good, I don’t want none
Especially if it’s going to have me sprung and outdone
Acting straight crazy and dumb
Curled up in a fetal position sucking my thumb

My ass outside on a smoke break and I don’t even smoke
Freezing in the cold but about to have a heat stroke
Spending all my money, leaving me busted and broke
Shaking my head wishing it was all a joke

If it’s that good, you can keep the dick
Especially if it’s got me messed up and talking slick
Feening like I can’t function without the stick
Performing like a seasoned trick

If it’s that good, I don’t want none…

My True Essence

A Day (Part 2)

We make it to the master bedroom in record time
I’m excited and damn sure ready to get mine
But don’t worry because I plan to take good care of you
I tell you to lie back and let me do what I do

I start by kissing you on your neck then down your chest

I’m rubbing and licking like a woman obsessed
I keep making my way down pass your abs to your things
I linger there a minute while I’m eyeing my prize

My mouth begins to water from anticipation

I’m impatient so I dive in with no hesitation
I love your manly smell and you taste so damn good
I would bottle up this good shit and sell if I could

I take a minute to admire how you’re blessed and hung
Then I start to do that special thing I do with my tongue
You know the thing that makes your eyes roll back and toes curl
Before long I’ve got you saying “Damn I love you girl”

My True Essence

Society and the Black Woman

The way society views the black woman has to end
It has us changing who we are trying to fit in
We have allowed it to kill our hopes and dreams
Because we don’t all fit into the mainstream
We don’t all look like they think we should look
Nor do we follow the rules of their book

Society’s view of us has caused a lot of self-doubt
Stifling who we are and what we’re really about
It makes us believe we must be gorgeous, dumb and thin
Always ready and able to serve our men
Dressing sexy, wearing weaves and tracks
With long hair flowing down our backs

We are seen as sex objects and boy toys
Instead of women of class and poise
Educated, well-traveled and out spoken
Flexible and bendable but never broken
It’s a good thing most of us are resilient and strong
And here to prove society’s image of us is wrong

My True Essence

Praying for You and Running with You

They say bad things happen to good people at some point in life
Some of them so bad it cuts you in the heart just like a knife
We will never know why God chooses the people He does
We can only say He knows best so there is no because

Since I have not worn or even walked a step in your shoes
I can’t understand your pain, your struggle or even sing your blues
I can’t imagine what it takes to make it through each day
To get out of bed when all you want do is stay there and lay

No matter how bad you are feeling you always keep going
With each day, your faith in God is growing, growing, growing
Even in sickness, you still manage to share your testimony, tell of your journey
How you turned it over to Him making Him your power of attorney

I sit back in the shadows and I can see your light shining from afar
I admire you for being the strong, inspirational person you are
I really wish there was something special I could say or do
Since I can’t, please know I’m praying for you and running with you

My True Essence