Cheerleader Princess Buttercup

Hiiiiii

Head in the clouds

Dread has no boundaries

My heart closed as God's plan flows.

Tear drops stay stained like dew drops and a birds song.

Whistling..winging they sing a song thats familiar and this place seems similar.

Bewilderingly

Everything is the same yet different, and I stand in front of a crossroad with my crossbow trying to shoot the right shot.

Any shot I give it a shot

Hoping it's in the right direction

Feet on the ground

Hope my arrow.

Me a broken sparrow.

You will always be mine

I'm worth falling in love with.

Choice.  Chosen Like a chieftess by the collective consensus. The making of this women in me runs sole deep, for my ancestors have danced and crawled on their knees... YET I beg I pleed I bleed. For a need of you, Chief. But all lies on the balance of strings you have yet to weave so that I can cleave. So unwoven I am like the unchosen.. I return to face the council..the floor given to me and im on my knees I dont have a thing to say, so ill be as it may The Unchosen

A hug can be expensive

But

Really it is cheap

I mean it's easy to embrace someone, anyone, a loved one

But you can't just hug everyone

Cause not everyone is ready for that hug that leaves you with warmth, a hug that is more than just two beings wrapping their arms around one another.

A hug that Mae's you feel protected & safe, a hug that is sensual and makes you feel wanted.

These are all expensive

Why you ask?

A hug is time, time I have taken to decipher, whether I can trust you in my personal space... Space to be torn open by arms that might never hold me again.

A hug is something I open my heart to, cause feeling safe, protected, love, warmth and wanted.. Was maybe never on my agenda.

A hug is like an imprint on your soul, cause you will forever remember the embrace that once enfolded in your arms.

So I ask you.

Will you hug me?

So that all of the above can unfold....

Felt cute like a pin up girl cute without the wonder bra and lingerie

Be genuine

Brown eyes, brown skin... During this time you have love how brown you are cause you are powerful

im on that lauryn hill vibe #truth

We can't plan life. All we can do is be available for it.That strong mother doesn't tell her cub, Son, stay weak so the wolves can get you. She says, Toughen up, this is reality we are living in.Real religion is no religion at all.This life is a process of learning.Everything we do should be a result of our gratitude for what God has done for us.Be honest, brutally honest. That is what's going to maintain relationships.Reality is easy. It's deception that's the hard work.I don't need anybody to market or promote me. If people don't want to hear this music, then it's not for them. You cannot please everybody.I tried to manipulate and control people, and I harbored resentment. I wanted to be forgiven, but I wouldn't forgive others.Hip-Hop isn't just music, it is also a spiritual movement of the blacks! You can't just call Hip-Hop a trend!