This is for you

This is for the women
This is for the girls
This is for the children
That all get beaten and abused by their dads' and husbands

Speak up

This is for the working class
This is for the underpaid thief
This is for the EMOtional kids
This is for the single, pregnant mother
This is for the mentally retarded

Speak up

You are all lost and buried under,
All those who think they're better than you.
You are part of the 8th wonder,
But you are living out of a shoe.

This is for the 8th wonder of the world
This is for you

Speak up

Dreams

I had a dream one night,

A dream where I woke up to angels at the foot of my bed telling me to get out

Waving me into the life that’s better.

I tried to get out of my bed and follow the light

So they could see me bright.

But they drifted away until it was dark,

Before I could catch them.

I woke up that morning with a single sheet over me.

So cold in my room I could see my breath,

But my body was steaming.

As if I was controlled by the aspiration of the light.

That night was not the last time I would see the light.

I keep forgetting to love those I hate

I find myself reading something over and over,

my mind focusing between the lines.

People think that I am stupid

But I go deeper than they couldn’t have reached.

I hate those people.

The people who judge

That nudge, don’t drudge, eat fudge.

Nothing but a smudge on the pavement.

But when will we own ourselves completely?

We can’t fight fire with fire. 

Give them something that they won’t expect.

Something grueling rather than something easy.

Devotion

Love towards that person that they never get.

You will be warm now, with no restriction to trail the angels,

Your dream will twist into reality.

And that night will be the last time you will see the dark.

IP Man

Ordinary World-
Chinese Kung Fu Master, greater than all other kung fu masters.  Just wanting to live his life with his family
Call to Adventure-
WWII, Japanese takes over china and he tries to survive with his family.
Refusal of the call-
Japanese keep asking all Chinese to fight against Japanese soldiers and Ip man Refuses.  He avoids all violence until it is absolutely necessary.
Meeting the Mentor-
He was his own mentor.  He realized that he needs to fight to keep his family alive and to keep china itself alive.
Crossing the Threshold-
Goes from working to get rice to feed his family and himself to fighting to stand up for the Chinese and to protect his family.
Tests, Allies, Enemies-
His only allies are his brother and his workers. Enemies are the Japanese and a select few of the chinese who have betrayed their country.  He challenged the Japanese to fight 10 of the japanese soldiers and he kicked their a$$'s.
Approach-
He teaches his brothers workers how to fight for themselves.  He realizes that he is the only one who can save the people.
Ordeal-
He fought the Japanese leader/General and killed him with a his eyes closed, not really, but it was that easy.  He got shot by one of the Generals men and fell off of the stage.
Reward-
He survived and moved to Hong Kong, started a school of martial arts there.  As a matter of fact he was Bruce Lee's Mentor. 

Ordinary World

 Meet Oliver, A teenager of too much awkward, obsession of mustaches and craves attention. Every week day for 5 years he would wake up every morning to his Iphone 10 minutes before 7:20 when he was supposed to leave to school.  Every week day for 5 years Oliver would get a reminder by his Iphone to smile at atleast 20 of the 924 girls at his school.  Every week day for 5 years Oliver would grease his hair rather than parting it making it so that he could form it better throughout the day.  His Iphone thought it made him look like a Druggie, but didn't know how to tell him.  Every week day for 5 years Oliver would go to bed at approximately 11:45 setting his alarm for 10 minutes before 7:20, and placing it to rest on his nightstand.  That was of course before Friday.  On that particular Friday, Olivers Iphone, Changed everything.


During English that Friday, Olivers class was reading silently.  His Iphone then began to vibrate and project sounds that Oliver could not stop.  That is when he was able to shut it off.  He raised his head and gazed down the elongated hallway to focus on a woman.  He could tell that she had great beauty from a far, she must be new.  Disregarding what had just saw he went to step back into his class room, reaching for the handle his Iphone erupted again.  So Oliver stepped back to discontinue the trying sound.  He again looked up to see the beauty 20 feet walking towards him.  Oliver looked back down continuing to terminate the noise.  Back up to see her half the distance that she was. He smiled and waved,  smiling back she came up to him and asked "Hi, I'm new here, do you know where Mr. Nelson's room is for creative writing?'.  Olivers heart was pounding, and replied "No way, that's my class, follow me."
He escorts her to Mr. Nelson and sits down can't stop taking his eyes off of her.  She sits down in the empty seat next to Oliver.  She leans over to me saying, "My name is Siri, thanks for your help." Oliver answers saying, "So do you want to go out sometime?" as he is pulling out his Iphone.  Siri looks at his face with hesitancy, looks down and see's his Iphone, smiles and lookes back up and replies...

Beats

Flower - Moby
In the basement with your chick, this song comes on.  The only thing that feels right is bust out a rhyme.  so you flow it.  Your girl realizes that you live in a poem and leaves you.  you don't care, keep bustin the rap.
Dear God - Monsters of Folk
Youre walking down the slums of SLC, its raining.  A man pulls up an a black car gets out and messes with you, time slows, where are you God? Pleading, begging for help.  Blessings come in.
Sweet Darlin'- She & Him
Walking through a field of corn, girl walks up to you and holds you.  You don't want a girlfriend, you tell her no.  She sings to you, I need you. you give in. You love eachother, the story is over.

Tennis and Chicks

There's this girl, I hate to say it, but she'll put a spell on you.  Sometime in January or February or December of last year, I met her for the first time.  Was it love at first sight? No, she was rebounding on my good friend, but she secretively liked me.  Little did I know, she wanted me, but she didn't consider herself worthy.  She came at me, I didn't give her the time of day, so she went back to the boy that has been under the spell for three years.  He was pressuring her to do bad stuff, she didn't want that anymore so she said, "Be good or be gone!" and she left him.  He moved away to California which made it a bit easier for her to get over him, she cleaned up, became temple worthy, and gave me a call on July, 4th.  We hung out, had a good time, and one thing led to another.  We started to kiss, after a couple months of course.  Everything kept keeping on good until one of the fifty guys that she had cast a spell on in her past came into the picture.  She told him that she didn't want a boyfriend, he got pissed, and she went on with her life, but he saw her and I together.  Anger began to ooze out of his ears, metaphorically speaking of course, so what he did to let it out was to gossip about her.  If she gets pissed, I get pissed, so I went over to him to show him my guns to stand up for Her and myself.  They laughed as I was walking away.  She didn't care, she liked it, she likes me, we kiss.

Get this, she makes up with the kid and goes and sleeps up in Park City in his cabin, with other people of course.  Really pisses me off that she would "sleep" in the same house with a guy that hates me and just wants her.  I tell her that I didn't like that and she said I'm sorry but I just don't want to loose my friendship with him.  Bull Shiz.  For some reason I let it go and kept goin on with her.  One day we are hanging out and we bump into the kid,  she pushes me away and acts like she doesn't like me at all.  That really pissed me off.  But I for some reason let it go, again. 

She asked me on a date,  the date was to go to Nightmare on 13th and to go up hot tubing in Park City at her parents time share.  I was totally down, so we went.  The spook alley was totes scary and made me Sproof, (Like Sly Lewis's Friends Little brother's older brother).  After I clean myself up we head on up to the city of park.  Hot tubing was nice, refreshing, sexy, and more.  I have abs, yeah, they're like a washboard.  She totally wants my body.  So she invites me to stay up there over night with her and her family.  Duh, who wouldn't.  So I call my mom and she is way sick so she let me stay.  So we stay up late playing hide an' go seek, checkers, telling each other stories, finishing eachother's sentences, kissing her face, but I didn't once kiss her on the mouth to show her that I respect her.  The next day she takes me home and I say, "thanks, that was dope." and I went inside. and she went back up to her time share.

The next day my homies and I decide to go up and just chill up there.  On the ride up, we were passing bridal veil falls, I text her to see if she would like to join.  She replies, "Yeah! I'd love to. I'm shopping right now but I will call you after." that's cool with me.  So we get up there and just chill.  She shoots me a text and say's, "I won't be able to hang out today, I have to be honest with you because I care about you.  I'm going to see Alex (ex-boyfriend for 3 years), I think that he really needs some love and care right now because he is in a really bad place right now and I feel like I need to influence him for good."  I was super pissed, wouldn't you be?  I told her to meet me at the Nike outlet in 5 min.  Biting my nails, counting the beats of my heart.  She calls 5 minutes later and says that she isn't in PC anymore, and asks if it is alright with me if she does that. I reply, "I'm cool with a polyandry" (The opposite of Polygamy.)

and I went and played a match of tennis.

a boy's touch

In the summer of 1933, when Jem is nearly ten and Scout almost six, a peculiar boy named Charles Baker Harris moves in next door. The boy, who calls himself Dill, stays for the summer with his aunt, Miss Rachel Haverford, who owns the house next to the Finches’. Dill doesn’t like to discuss his father’s absence from his life, but he is otherwise a talkative and extremely intelligent boy who quickly becomes the Finch children’s chief playmate. All summer, the three act out various stories that they have read. When they grow bored of this activity, Dill suggests that they attempt to lure Boo Radley, a mysterious neighbor, out of his house.
Arthur “Boo” Radley lives in the run-down Radley Place, and no one has seen him outside it in years. Scout recounts how, as a boy, Boo got in trouble with the law and his father imprisoned him in the house as punishment. He was not heard from until fifteen years later, when he stabbed his father with a pair of scissors. Although people suggested that Boo was crazy, old Mr. Radley refused to have his son committed to an asylum. When the old man died, Boo’s brother, Nathan, came to live in the house with Boo. Nevertheless, Boo continued to stay inside.
Dill is fascinated by Boo and tries to convince the Finch children to help him lure this phantom of Maycomb outside. Eventually, he dares Jem to run over and touch the house. Jem does so, sprinting back hastily; there is no sign of movement at the Radley Place, although Scout thinks that she sees a shutter move slightly, as if someone were peeking out.

Poem:

Jem, a  boy, who calls to the finches, Stays for summers imprisoned in a house. 

That’s what people suggested. 

They were just scared,  a little boy’s touch turning them into a Phantom. 

Does Jem Really? 

He moves the shutter slightly to see the old, dead man standing with a pair of scissors,  Jem couldn’t stay inside, he had to help him.

He peeked out, to see if there was any sign of other movement. 

He sprinted to the man in haste, fascinated by his sight around him he touches he man to lure him back to the house and ran back to the house.

Jem saw through the shutter that the dead man wasn’t coming.

And the shutters shut.

Why I Suck

Let me tell you why I suck as a human being.

Let's say that I start up a Conversation with some guy.
Let's say he's even remotely interested in talking with me.
Well Then I get all excited, I'm like jojo the idiot circus boy with a pretty new pet.
The pet is the possibility of gaining a friend.

"oh my pretty little pet, I love you"

So I stroke it and I pet it and massage it.
Ha ha yeah I love it, I lOve my little naughty pet.
"You're naughty!"
And then I take my naughty pet and go "sjdbskshdbds!"
"oooooooooooh, I killed it. I killed my friendship!"

And that's when I blow it.
That's why I'm here telling you this, maybe selling to you my friendship, if you'll take it.
And if you know anyone that is in need of a friend, some trust, heck! Someone to hold.
I'll be there for you, him, or her, or them.

Map

There's a map of the world on the wall in my room.
Green pins where I wanna go. 
White pins where I've been, there isn't even ten.
I'm already feeling old.

Direct Orders

Hey you!
yeah you!
You have been given direct orders to ROCK OUT!
Rock out like a fireman looking through a window of a house that has no fire.

Rock out like you lost your dream girl, but you found the real one.

Rock out like you have a Jig in your nose and somebody tells you about it.
Rock out like you are in a drought in a desert and you found water.
Rock out like you found the way out but you want back in.
Rock out like like your legs got chopped off, but you can still go to the movies.
Rock out like you aint got no eyes, but you've got ears.

Just do it,  ROCK OUT!

My last night on Earth

Let me tell you, Ima dance in syle.

First off my goal would be to go out with a bang.
Metaphorically speaking.

I want people to be broken.
literally.

Just joshin' you.

I would just sit on the couch with a TV in front playing all the rated R movies that I was never allowed to watch my whole life, but I wouldn't watch.

I would kill a man, with my hands.
preferably my two thumbs. 

Maybe I'd kill a Bear instead.

I would Touch but I wouldn't squeeze.

I'd make my story a love story.
but I won't be in love.

Buy a lion and name it willie.
ain't that silly?

Maybe make a film of myself doin everything.  You name it.

Eating?
Yeah.

Running?
Yeah.

Pooping?
You know it.

It would win an oscar, an espy, all of the freakin' awards you can get.
It would win em'.

I'll be famous for an hour.

Go on, get out. get out.

Peace out Earth.

Endless Sunshine

You are the last thing that I think about at night
and the first in the morning,
Sometimes I dream we're flying a kite,
or around this world, touring.

My body is aching of sorrow,
I'm sure you are the culprit.
I seek to see you on the morrow,
surely not at the bottom of a pit.

Babe, when you are on my mind,
all I do is smile.
you really are one of a kind,
talk about the extra mile.

You keep me holy, you keep me smart.
Knowing you is like a story,
bout' you controlling my heart.
It will never get boring.

Honey you make me spin,
I don't know where I'm at.
Shake me like a bowling pin,
Drive me crazy like a gnat.

The dreams you have to live in a house
that's small with ivy doors.
My dream to have you as my spouse,
whether sun or rain, it pours.

It ours out of you
every which direction.
Reflects everything you do,
and gathers my attention.

I think of you always,
eating, drinking and more.
Even walking through hallways
also in the indoors.

you make me who I am today,
a person who loves and smiles.
Every day, since mid May,
I've been stacking happiness in large piles.

You're the most beautiful girl in this world,
I want you to be mine.
the love I have for you is twirled,
with endless rays of sunshine.

I stand alone

I stand alone. To the left A large house Draped in ivy, my grandfather I hardly knew with a medal around his neck that read number one.  An unfinished bicycle leaning against the front of the house ready for a paint job. I stand alone. On the inside, Harvard Degree hanging on the wall, College girl I never kissed sitting on the love seat.  pictures above the fireplace of myself and my dog Sage.  When does all of this matter? Is it over? I stand alone.

I be thinkin about you girl

You ask me when the first time I chewed gum, I tell you.  It was back in the first grade, my friends were handing them out to everybody and I wanted to be cool so I Denied it to be different.  It was so tempting, five minutes go past, I give in.  I start chewin it and it was the best thing in the world, I probably had my eyes closed for the whole recess.  Until I felt a nudge, I open up and I saw the Prettiest thing...  You.  You've been on my mind since.  I'm thinking about you like kids think about cooties, like critics think about movies, like Warner Bro's think about Loonies.  I'm thinking about you like nouns think about things, like homeless think about please, like doctors think about knees.  I'm thinking about you like lawnmowers think about grass, like drugs think about grass, like girls think about the hall pass, like boys think about passing gas.  I'm thinking about you like clouds think about rain, like pills think about pain, like Able thinks about Cain.  And girl, now that I am looking into your eyes answering your question,  I Just say that I'm Thinking about you cause that's all I remember doing since first grade.  I'm Thinking about you.

Love

Love is Passion fruit Lip gloss.
Love is a National Geographic Magazine.
Love is my girl(I love her, eventually I could be in love with her).
Love is material.(Apple Inc.).
All you need is love,
Love is all you need.

It's all right

No use to sit and wonder why, if you don't know by now.