Falling forward

I'm confused
I feel used
I keep on falling and pain ensues

Pains in you
Pains not in you
Pain is the same it embodies truth

Tripping over current events
My current sense
leads me to
Hesitance

No one to pick me back up
Everyone to pick me back up

My testimony lives a life of its own
I fall skinning my knees
Hoping he sees that I am falling forward

My mistakes led to guilt, anger and resentment

This is what my kid self sent from past to my future

I will last
But I need to get pass
The object of it being not my fault
Not at fault
The savior is Abbas and I praise for fault

No matter the experience or the given or the living my father shows me new beginnings when endings are ending because even when I fall....its forward

Im a voyeur
Im living forward
Because it was already written
Sins forgiven never think you dont deserve what you were given

Christ has a design for our life so listen

As I fall forward I result more...let anger just coast more and let no one have the power to make me resort more...

To the old one, this old bum has beanie in the background talking  shit and more hun..its a war son

No need for a gun but I think I been shot by the truth
Shot through the roof
Shot by what's true and then I trip
but im falling forward
so no need to relapse in the  sweet sap of your fake relations

The devil been hating
I just didnt think you would friend him and amend him
Leave your soul exposed to get up in him

It doesnt matter
Im falling forward
My sins always have been forgiven
Its the life I live In
Its just the beginning

Mark my words its just the beginning...

Im still falling forward

You deserve more

Violated
Our millennial feel violated
That round causes sounds that's annihilating
No value saving
Cuz if you get down
putting them down
their minds go to annihilation

No thoughts of future
Been told they aint never gonna be shit
Never have supreme wit
Product of environment
They acknowledge in illegal enterprising shit

There is no one to teach them a way
Reach them today
Living in a cycle of misery
That's where they stay

No future reference
Its the now they protecting
Not wetting the police presence or the snap cherish of a benefit card
Its  been, still, remains living this hard

Raised in fams that don't do nothing but hustle the streets
So why can they think they can beat the same cycles to become free
Embody all the me and build potential on it

I could of saved for college but these waves and tru religions are not my religion and its what I was taught so thats now my religion

Blasphemy

Until we decide to show the truth without discouragement
The truth of encouragement
We will all be stuck on discouragement

Resentment of a time past causing pain
but it cant hurt you if you let it go

Let the world know

We are strong and though our kids are now growing up wrong
Because kids became mothers and there daughters became mothers and we choose to shower them with everything you didnt have

Creation of trash because they dont know what to work for, to be a work hor to fucking deserve more than a fendi bag and a bad attitude...oops I meant michael kors and a bad attitude....you have to want to grow and discern more...

No great mood comes
The devil has won but surely the devil has not won
Youth listen, your paths lay unwritten. ..write something great

If you used your street sense in defense

You would become a pretense of a force to be reckon with
I reckon with tools you can become the builder of your own dreams
To realize what in life is of importance...why doing shit one way makes more sense

I pour this essence of my thoughts and the internal war being fought....to teach what naught be a broken thinking that these youth caught to become debilitating diseases

Yall need jesus but religion is banned in schools...

Fleek

Fleek

But now im back
My mind Intact to clear the assumptions of distant
You know my name
But you dont

I am Davinna
nice to see her
Observations everyday

Beanie is rowdy
Shit be getting cloudy
But I say what I mean and mean what I say

Jesibel is different
I hide her in all inferences
cuz that bitch be wilding
Profiling
Acting like she was the one who worked hard to maintain

No matter the face....I still embrace the call I have been given

I while out, I be on fleek
But i keep the book smart buried in the deep
Conscious of the the streets
I cannot weep for the reap I sow

And in tow...I am ensure of the baggage known to me...
Bestowed to me
Took so long to clear the bullshit
Now I can see......

Reflection is a hell of a drug too...get right on getting right people!!!

Amerrkkka......home of the.............

I try to Garner the strength
but I can't breathe
Justice blinded by the light of the media

What to believe is not what to believe....
See the evil, see no evil

Mr. Crow is jimmying the memories of years long passed?
Not so long passed
Memories seeming short in the long term
But this drink from my fountain of knowledge is not just for coloreds

Underlying resentment
playing off insecurities
Our children need more structure
Not incapacitated inequities
Bound by bondage
Invisibly trapping the mind

White sheets, black creeps, yellow seeps, brown sleeps
What color do we have to be to wake up
Pull the stakes up
Make sure that we stay up
because we all have fallen asleep

Amerrrka is America
But its gone North
or south because we will not be silent anymore
 It may not be at your door but its in your face
Our history can't be replaced
It cannot be erased or forgotten

Water hosed, anger posed, semi focused angry hoes
Water flows so does blood
but my hands are up
so dont shoot

When did a measure of a life's worth become arguable
Off of mistakes that can be made both small and astronomical
Why isnt the argument about how to remedy situations
So while everyone argues and turns on each other
i'll just continue to sit here

Waiting...........

Truth...from Ferguson.....

I cry
Not for a verdict but a forgotten effect
This defect of us being rejects is a double edged sword...
Our anger towards
Should be anger towards
Yet we hate ourself
we rise off shelfs when we feel there is dishonor

But your honor I never meant to steal her curds and way

Cuz im not little no more and I peep what is going on
The lamb is gone...cycling the same song

We sip our tea but allow truths to supersede

The tragedies

The travesties of our own demolition of our own future prism

Enraptured in violence
I can no longer remain silent
How can life be vibrant
When killing happens all times in

All kinds and whether we blind in our own circumstance
Rerouting our youth deserves a chance

They deserve to advance
Leaving behind being products of an environment
That inspires in
Never gonna be shit, locked up, no future, locked up, no future....
DEAD kind of acknowledgment

Let's get angry for all the time

Not when a article or story or sensationalization becomes entwined

The valley still waits to have our race to escape and demonstrate
we are still not to be fucked with.....
Who hears our suffering?
It falls on deaf ears
Blind stares
I cant speak no more I may be undone

The future is undone
We cant run
Wake up people....your leaning on idiocracy

A hard head makes a soft ass

I want to live as if tomorrow doesn't exist
That's the problem
It's always been

Get too close I push and pause and leave distant because
I hate the feeling of lost

We know better
We can control better
But I never gave it a chance

Never chanced the chance because
I grew up in hate. ..
The only way to communicate is being caight up in the drama of not knowing
It was my knowing
My growing
Its hampered me for years

It brought about these fears of being here and not wanting to be here 
but wanting to be here and thinking I dont deserve to be here and not knowing im meant to be here....

Til its too late

I took my time...and said I was waiting
I had the perception I was always waiting
But you were

A hard head makes a soft ass....I guess mines is charmin

Minus plus one

Sirens screeching
Yellow flashes
The chill in the air
The hard day weighing on my back

The bitter chill
Cutting through the thoughts left unshielded
I wrap the sweater tighter

The acerbic wind
Tossing the blond trying to stay down but the wind blowing it back up

Wait scratch that and reverse it
Life pushing me down as I try to stand back up

Get a hand up
All I want is to...
Loosen the belt of struggle and pain and learn all over how to man up

Woman up
Women down

The strife blocks the sound
The soundtrack of my life is..

Silent

I used to get violent and violate
Bumping the roots to save my perspective

Hands shaking
Key turning, opening the door to a old new beginning
Only to realize the inside is dark

I flick the switch
Shadowing in the light
Placing bags down happy for the heat of here

I call out
Then I remember

This house is empty
This soul seems empty
I still come home to

Waking up alone
The experiences of the day
Never being released

Forced to wander in my head
Always in my head
Im always in my head

I guess this is why even when im surrounded
I'm still so very alone