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Staring at the TV but it’s not on
My thoughts keep playing the same old song
My phone is on vibrate stimulating me
Who could be calling me?
I don’t want to talk to no body
I just want to be left alone bobbing my head to this song
I sit in labor long then I give birth to a poem
Some are fully developed some are premature
Some walk, some lame some I title and give the wrong name
I can’t stop this beat in me this laptop on my knees is like piano keys
Can’t stop this song it was born in me like pregnancy
All my children in black and white on paper
Some well-mannered other’s bad behavior
31’s my flavor can you savor I’m just misbehaving
Staring into a dark screen damn I need saving
2013 WIZE DOM
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