Shelley

Shelley
The Author

Monday, September 3, 2012

Employeed




Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare


Wish I could exist in a world without a care


Everywhere I look I see something getting took


So it just makes we wonder, ‘where is my share’


I was on a hustle, hustling hard, but it was the wrong path


Decided to do engineering because I was ‘good at math’


Now I’m at a cross road trying to figure out what’s next


Finally made it to the bus stop and they told me the ‘success’ just left


Miss one, another 15 minutes, another one isn’t coming


So now I have to walk down the long and narrow


Trying to stay positive, humming; ‘his eyes were on the sparrow’


I made some mistakes, and it’s not too late to change


I just want to be successful with ‘Dr’ in front of my name


Money isn’t my motivation, but to figure out my calling


Whatever it is, it still would be nice to be BALLING


Now the other subject at hand is the ‘yes you can’


Believing in yourself, and accomplishing the impossible


Proving to the world, that this girl is unstoppable


Jumping over hurdles like I was a beast in track & field


Fighting until my destiny is revealed

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Overstand


I understand that it is a cold world even when it’shot outside
And a man would rather lose his life before losinghis pride
I understand that celebrities have the most moneybut they get everything for free
And that black men cannot be taken seriouslyunless they own a degree
I understand that in our generation SEX sells
And people who fornicate, lie, cheat, and steal,preach about how gays are going to hell
I understand that most rappers focus on sex,money, drugs, and guns
I understand that “church girls” aresometimes  the “worse ones”
I understand that every man is CREATED equal
But BACK THEN they didn’t even considered BLACKS aspeople

Say Something Crazy


For the record, I loved you
Or at least I tried
My biggest regret was letting you see me cry
I was tripping in this relationship, which you loved me not
And while in it I lost the essence of me,  snapshot
You kicked my heart, kick, kick, kicked my heart
And that was cool
I would dust it off and give it back to you, I was such thefool
I was lost in Shutter Island, going crazy with your mindgames
I did wrong, you did wrong, it didn’t matter, I was to blame
Fast forward to today, and I couldn’t thank you enough
Sometimes break ups can be more than tough
heartbreak shatters dreams
But through the cracks leaked  higher esteem
I would never let another make me crazy, make me baby, makeme crazy

Monday, August 22, 2011

Perfunctory Functioning

I was digging the scene
Took a step back and realized things aren’t always what they seem
I’m officially out of my comfort zone
In the white mans world and I’m a extraterrestrial, far from home
I tried to walk the walk and talk their talk, but they new I was from the outside
I tried to live the same life but the bill collectors knew it was a cheap disguise
And with Sallie Mae on my tail, it’s hard to hide
I’m in the big city, nitty gritty, please… take a number
DC knows the rich, the poor, the satiated, pain and the hunger
Where I fall in line is 75% conspiracy and 25% chance
Make it quick, because this city isn’t big on romance
It’s a inside job, and they're never hiring
And the people who show weakness, well, they’re expiring
Fledging to the dog eat dog aggression
Spent a few months in futile depression
But for every second I sleep a minute of work goes out the door
Learned that I had to push even if my entire body is sore
One option, SOAR
The champ is here, ROAR
Beat the unbeatable
Defeat the undefeated
In the throne is where I will be seated
Control what you can
Make a plan, but know that things never go according to plan
Stay encouraged, Christ brings you strength
When you feel like you can go an inch, go the extra length
And keep going until you have nothing left
A lost soul, partially educated black girl can be the best
Humble yourself and work hard
And in all things, acknowledge God

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Reintroduced

When life introduced me to you, it also reintroduced me to myself
This doesn’t mean you’re the one
But you caused my security knot to be undone
Now I’m questioning everything that I ever known
Telling myself to just hang up the phone
He is washed up, with all of his washed up dreams
But then he makes it look easier then it seems
To drop your entire life and live for the moment
But reality is way too potent
Is the entire universe conspiring with me?
I’m fragile and regret cuts me deeply
I want to be like Spike and do the right thing
Should I be like Mike and trade the jump shot for the swing?
There must be something I can master
But then I cover the insecurity with laughter
It doesn’t matter
Telling me I can be anything is just his way to flatter
I’ll stick to crunching numbers and commonplace meetings
Going to and from work, crowded subway, no seating
A little bitter because your life is where I would have seen myself
This doesn’t mean you the one
Just another tangled web has been spun
I don’t want to sabotage my present, but how else can I win
I don’t want to sabotage us, when I dig within
You reintroduced me to me, hi, it’s nice to meet you
I took a good look at myself and said ‘it’s a competition, and I think that I can beat you’