Thoughts float through my head and pen,I know i can be great, but when?I have what it takes, but I need to sit back and waitMy time isn't now but I believe its not the way.I'll rise above the cruel people who never gave me the time of day.Working hard to fix things and get closer to my dreams,but my best is not enough it seems.My ambitions make decisions that'll take me all the way,my family won't have to pay, i look forward to that dayI started off slow, from the bottom without a name,now i'm on a roll recruiting fans and getting fame.I just pray that I make it because lord knows I've invested time,writing poerty and spoken word onto these lines.
Seeking Fame?
Spit it wide and let it land
on the hands of the poet
who dreams the big babes
will stop by with a deal.
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Yearn in the deepest part
of the heart for the highest
of highs, the fans behind
the stretch, or just a few
dimes in the till.
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Sing it. Write it down. Take
a break and cut a studio
dem, or just hope for
the magic that happens
when you do the free
style for the audience
full of agents waiting
for you to come to them.
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~Lady A~
12-18-13
1:20p
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