Wordsmissunderstood's Blog

always tryna keep my feet planted,
but sometimes it seems like
im walking on air

and for that short period of time
i feel like im weightless
just counting the clouds as they fade away

see im soaring on my feelings and that alone
cause it seems like i use my feelings
as the motor to power my dreams

its crazy cause im not the sensitive type
but looking at these blogs i write
my feelings is the only thing i seem to type

i guess its just me then! but what happens when
everyone goes there separate way,
imma always be with me THEN!!!

its funny how your mind plays games,
the tricks that it resorts to
almost seem to childish, for times like this

its crazy how there are some grown man
that act like kids, that are brainwashed
from the real situations of the world around us.

my mind is to busy to be brainwashed,
so many thoughts in my head
so many ideas on my mind

i swear my brain needs a recycling bin,
and maybe i can come back to them thoughts,
come back to them ideas, and make some of ’em real.

i realize that i have been slackin’ on my thoughts,
and that itself alone creates a mental build up
so i guess consider this my way of creating mental space

and i swear to everything,
there’s thoughts that i will accomplish.

Damn i can’t figure it out,
is it really that hard for others
to understand the mental compatibility
that i am or i hold in

i swear life took a turn and did
a whole 360, put it in reverse
and did another 180.

i don’t think anybody can ever feel
what i feel inside, cause after a couple ______
i swear i feel nothing inside.

it crazy the direction in which my life progress
but i swear my process is so much stress
as you read this, take the words to the face

cause im jogging in place, but im still winning this race
and imma tell the whole world just give me my cake
oh yea and forget you rats, forget you snakes
and forget you fakes

this aint a diss, im just expressing how i feel
and if u don’t like it, the home buttons at the top
if that’s really how you feel, but i swear to everything
imma always keep it real.

-Carl J.

I see the world in different stages
just like life has many facial expressions,
but people always try to stay away
from the ugly faces

but when we go after the pretty faces
that’s what drives us insane, cause when
it comes to it. We are all just
average joe’s and average jane’s

sure, life gives some of us better facial features,
like money, cars, in clothes,
im not broke, but if i was
would you donate sex to the poor

or go after a man that life has blessed with
great facial attributes but im sure you’re
not a gold digger right!
i think its time that everyone does a lil
self innovation.

-Carl j.

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for those that dont get this poem… when i say life has faces
or gives someone facial features i mean… where a person
is in life… as in poor, middle class, rich.. get it now!!!

you know how crazy love can be
you can find it anywhere
even where them thugs will be

its crazy, cause see
i cant picture me loving anybody
cause I’m afraid to,

its true, i was taught by a man
that the person that is less emotionally
committed to relationship, runs the relationship.

and unfortunately for me that was true,
and this is the reason why I’m afraid of love, and afraid to love
its not that i don’t want to, its that i cant

cause i figure karma’s gonna come back
and catch up with me, and unfortunately
when i do fall in love

i fear that shes gonna be playing me
welcome to my life,
a man AFRAID OF LOVE…

-Carl J.

as sweat runs down my forehead
i see an illusion of a female,
i must say she was not the average
as my vision fades away, i try to salvage
the mere essence of her beauty.

As she fades away most guys would try
to capture the essence of her booty! RIGHT
but i see much more further then that.
as i was looking into her brown eyes,
i got a chance to see her soul.

see its crazy because the more my vision fades
the more i try to see, is that the human trait in me,
is that moral of this story,
but I’ve come to realize that
the fact is everyone is blinded by beauty.

now shes totally gone from my vision
and now i understand,
you can never miss what you never had.
she was never mine, she was just a picture
made by my mind, but as i hear someone calling
my name in the background, I’m quickly pulled back
to the reality, and the society,

and the situation of things around me
but the weird thing is,
then this girl walks by me and says
” i hope you were day dreaming about me”

now I’m lost is this reality or am I still “Daydreaming”

-Carl j.

sittin here, lookin at the world in a different view,
not as if it was me and you
but as if it was us,
but see they say most relationships
are built on trust.

but what happens when that variable
is taken out of the equation
does that mean there is
no longer any relation
between two imitations.

imitations being two kids,
two kids that think they
know what love is
but soon find out that LOVE
ain’t really what LOVE is.

but see the problem is, Society!!
i blame society for all the flaws
u know the society that says
i gotta be in the streets slanging
gang banging, or in a bed banging

cause when it comes to it none of that
makes me the man i am today,
i rather get on my knees and pray
for the next day, other then getting caught
for possession, getting killed, or getting aids.

– Carl j