Informative Poetry of George B: April 2012

Monday, April 2, 2012

I don't want it bad enough...

I do things that would have me feel important in order to satisfy those who live through me,

I shake hands and smile with senior citizens telling them my story as if they care or knew me;

I blog shit!

Not because I like to type all damn nite,

But because I am not bold enough to talk shit in person,

When I am rehearsing I notice that my verses are filled with curses to emphasize the more bs I tend to introduce in the rest of my verses;

I say I am real when really I fake emotion,

I scramble but hate commotion,

Talk and hate conversing;

In person?...I give you a look as if my attention is on your thoughts,

Then I talk...as if what I have to say is relevant..coming up with more bs than alot;

I dont want it bad enough..

I am a contradiction,

I believe in the things I post but only post them cause I KNOW I will get mentioned;

Am I tweeting for your attention, your acceptance, your presence...texting a emotional conversation followed by deleting the message;

I don't trade sleep for study..I eat whenever I am hungry..

I starve never and do not let anything take my rest from me;

I mean there are times I endure without money,

But thats because to me money is always something that can be taken from me;

They say..you have to want to succeed as much as you need to breathe,

I mean yea thats what I believe...but what if I cant breathe how do I succeed to breathe..

How bad do YOU want IT....clearly I don't want it bad enough,

But I will remain trying until my all is up!

Informative Poetry of George B