Kenny

Aight im going to keep it simple, mind you simple is sometimes complicated...

I'm now trying to sort out this crazy thing called life. I believe I have spent way too much time funkin around. Growing up mentally and looking forward to what I can make of it all...

I am confusing, a little loud, confident, really cheeky, and I might be a rock but im not an island...

I am also caring, loving, affectionate, and honest. Ask the right questions and you will recieve the desired answers... I now believe life is too short to waste time... (I have done too much of that) So now I look to make friends, try to have fun, play basketball, create a decent future for myself and future family apart of that is making some serious paper... Just need to find the right woman and right machine to operate in order to make that paper...

A little bit about me... I'm about 6'6 brown skin, dread's are what my head rocks... I'm 23... Born and raised in New York City (Dykman ST Pj's)... I'm a basketball player aiming to go pro but if I dont make it by the end of the year I will focus on study... Social work or psychology if possible maybe both...

I love my family, basketball, music, playing with friends and family, and over all good times. I'm lookin for new friends. I live on the central coast (lake haven) so if you want to meet me well you might want to keep that in mind. I work and train at the moment.

Well if you like what you have seen then contact me... If not then thanks for checking out my page... Before you go though you may want to check out some poems I have written... Please enjoy...

I SHOULD HAVE

I should have listened
To your wise words
To your heart as you held me
To your past and present
To your side of the truth

I should have heard

The warnings that you gave
The voice calling me back
The sound of your heart breaking
The thunderstorm that was in me

I should have seen

The warning lights flashing
The tears running down your face
The end was nearing
The that there can be an us

I should have known

That I cant lie to myself
That you have only ever loved me
That you were opening up to me
That you would usually be right

I should have said

Dad can I talk to you
Dad I need you
Dad thank you
Dad I love you

FRUSTRATION MASKED

The first few days are fine.
Many thoughts pass about me and mine.
Day 3 is tough, up all hours of the night.
In fact up till 5:30 in the morning, new sight.
I now see it will be hard but I will last.
So once again my frustration is masked!

For the sake of my job I clear my head.
This is the next night 2:30am, still not in bed.
What’s going on this wasn’t in the contract I read.
With no sleep, patience, or energy I look like I’m dead.
I don’t think my point was clear with all that I said.
Second day in a row, I cant let it show, my frustration is masked!

Its now afternoon of the third day to be labelled tough.
I love my work but it can leave you feeling rough.
One of the hardest things is to be a sponge and absorb.
All of this abuse you must take, how much can you afford?
I refuse to loose my sanity over a little girls profanity.
So I become the wall I once was only to see my frustration masked!

Now I’m sitting outside left to write and think in limbo.
How do I get her to accept me? To let me in she must let go.
In so many ways and actions I try, still not knowing what to expect.
What do I do? I wont run, no I will stay. My intentions she must detect.
Well what’s left to try? Am I the wrong guy? I sit and sigh.
Last 24hrs I’m almost home, don’t matter this whole time my frustration is masked!

I ASKED WHY

I ASKED WHY I WAS LEFT
I WAS TOLD THAT WAS BEST
I ASKED WHY I WAS ALL ALONE
I ASKED WHY I HAD NO HOME
I ASKED WHY DID I FEEL THIS WAY
I ASKED WOULD THIS FEELING STAY

I ASKED IF THERE WAS A DIFFERENT CHOICE
I ASKED BUT I WAS NOT HEARD 4 I HAD NO VOICE
I ASKED WHY THIS FEELING WAS STRANGE
I ASKED IF ALL OF THIS COULD CHANGE
I ASKED WOULD THIS EVER END
CAUSE THESE FEELINGS I COULD NOT MEND

I ASKED 4 SOMEONE BY MY SIDE
I ASKED BUT NO ONE COULD STAY ON MY RIDE
I ASKED WHY WAS LIFE SO HARD
I WAS TOLD LIFE HAD DEALT ME A BAD CARD
I WAS TOLD IT WOULD ONLY MAKE ME TOUGH
I ASKED WHEN WOULD THIS B ENOUGH

I ASKED COULD I JUST PASS AWAY
I WAS TOLD IT WOULD B WISER TO STAY
I ASKED WHEN COULD I FEEL JOY
I NOW KNOW I COULDN'T CAUSE I WAS BUT A BOY
I ASKED IF ALL THIS WAS WRONG
I WAS BUT SINGING AN UNHEARD SONG

I ASKED WHY DID NO ONE CARE
BECAUSE IN MY HEART THERE WAS A TEAR
I ASKED WHY WAS I STILL HERE
I ASKED WHY I HAD TO SHED A TEAR
SOME QUESTIONS I WISH WERE HEARD
SOME QUESTIONS R NOTHING BUT WORDS

LIFE IN C.V

LIFE IN C.V WAS NOT MEANT 4 ME
AS SOON AS I WAS IN I WANTED TO B FREE
I WAS A BIRD IN A CAGE
A BIRD FILLED WITH RAGE
I KNEW THIS RAGE WITHIN ME WOULD GROW
BUT I KNEW THIS ANGER I COULD NOT SHOW
I WAS SOON CALLED A WALKING BOMB
EVEN THOUGH MY APPEARANCE WAS CALM
I DON'T KNOW WHO SHOULD BE TO BLAME
BUT JUST THE THOUGHT MAKES ME INSANE
SOMETHING WAS TAKEN AWAY THAT I WILL NEVER GET BACK
N THE STEREO TYPES WERE WORSE CAUSE I WAS BLACK
THE WORLD WAS THE HUNTER I WAS THE PREY
I WISH I COULD TAKE IT ALL BACK TILL THIS DAY
I AM HAPPY WITH WHO I AM
I AM SAD THAT I AM NOW A MAN
THERE WERE TIMES I WANTED TO DIE
CAUSE I CRIED TO SLEEP N DIDN'T KNOW WHY
MILLIONS OF TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE
IF IS ALL OF THESE MEMORIES I WISH TO ERASE
I STILL THINK OF THIS FROM TIME TO TIME
IT FEELS LIKE MY YOUNGER LIFE WAS A CRIME
MY SOUL FELT AS THOUGH IT WAS IN JAIL
N MY MIND CAME TO THINK THERE WAS NO BAIL
BUT IF N E THING MY WAS LIKE A MACHINE
IT SOMEHOW STILL HAD A DREAM
ALTHOUGH I CANNOT CHANGE THE PAST
I KNOW IN MY HEART I HAVE NOT FINISHED LAST
WRITING THIS MAKES ME CRY
BUT AT LEAST NOW I KNOW WHY
U SEE MY TEARS NOW R NOT IN VAIN
BUT THEY R FROM AN INNER PAIN
ONE THAT I HOPE TO SOON RELIEVE
SO I CAN ONCE AGAIN BEGIN TO BREATH
I KNOW MUST MOVE ON
I MUST STILL B STRONG
MY LIFE NOW IS NEW
IT IS TO MYSELF THAT I MUST STAY TRUE

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Where do I start where do I begin
From birth till death livin a life of sin
Wonderin from day to day will I win
Hopin when I die on my face shows a grin

When your insides are feelin absolutely rotten
Your souls bleedin like some fingas pickin cotton
Feelin just like a civil rights leader fightin boycottin
Crying from all of your pain, your found squattin

Duckin in the far corner of the room in the dark
Financially broke, against your name theres a mark
Got no dough so you gotta sling rocks in the park
The devil watchin on all fours waitin to bark

You pass out when you get home its early in the morning
Your fears haunt your dreams your insides are stormin
Sanity is leaving you then the picture starts forming
Like a hive of bees your feelin's are swarming

Unnamed

To be forced into a situation that you cant handle by someone you loved. To feel as though your path to making yourself happy has been taken away. To have thoughts of hurting the mother of your child and consider them. To have no power over the choice to have to sit, wait, watch, and hope. To think that you may have been a fool for the past four years of your life. To be sure that you have met the one that will last after only meeting one. To leave come back so many times you lose track but still keep coming for more. To open up only to be hurt again, then to think you didn’t do the right thing. To make yourself vulnerable to pain after being it victim so many times before. To feel helpless as to what is to come but know that either way your life will change

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Something you should know again and again
I want to always know you and be your friend
Its even better to love you though I must say
To squeeze you and to play (fuck) everyday
It’s a sad thought but even if your not mine
I hope I can keep you happy for a long time

We may have to split up for a bit this you know
When that time comes I will yell please don’t go
Im sure we can work it out, I hope we do
Cause if not I will only be able to say I miss you
So just know that I think your cute… I mean gorgeous
I love all of you head to toe and I love when we kiss

I am really happy that we are back together
We will love each other, im sure forever
The necklace was just a small token to my baby
To say thank you for all that you have done lately
Its something you can always remember me by
In case there is a day when we must say goodbye

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