Responsibilities calling me.. Destiny awaiting..
how can I deny them my presence?
As I leave family miles behind with words of good-bye and padded hugs and mother's cries.. Cousins that I cant get enough of to sneak wine coolers and laugh at the adults never really wanting to be apart of that group.. finding myself closer and closer each year. Cousins that I love to laugh at and get whipped on the playstation by for hours at time in the basement or upstairs in the computer room with the wildest conversations of "anything goes". Sister who I love spending time in dont really confide in but can depend on for anything. and my Reggie who always makes it his business to bump into me in the house. words softly spoken murmered by a mouse.. Telephone, aim, and email keeping me close by but in the burgh I dont really get around to it.. well, I try.......................
As I leave friends miles behind that I've missed and never really got the chance to spend all the time we wished but share memories heartbreaks and those OMG moments just the same.. as we seperate by miles to school I can still feel your pain and catch your flow on the same week.. just like when we were in High School.. for new shoes that we seeked.
And now im barefooted..
On my way to dream in a comforter so clean from dryer sheets so serence that my sister washed.. because my neice, the one who laughs and gigles while her armpits i tickle with eyes gleeming of innocence and inquizative rebellion pats my forehead and habitually asks her mother in the morning "is Zaire in the room?" with small pitter paters and childish laughter because her older sister has taken her braids out that I did the night before and a statement from her small pink lips I adore "Zaire.. its time to wake upppp". A nephew that bravely cooks breakfast frozen waffles in a toster so "mommy and Zaire can get their rest" while they argue and congregate over who needs more syrup. and Ethan wins something about being the oldest.
Syrup.. something I rarely have in the burgh. It lacks the sweetness of home and conversations on the phone to my sweetheart via text in the morning while my brother-in law is still snoring after working a double and my sister ready to start the day. Packing my things in the most abrupt way- letting my children help.
six innoncent eyes and 4 hands that try to help me pack away my things.. edy doesnt help cuz she says its a pain lol. they question why all the boxes, why the shopping and clothes rolled instead of folded. the truth on the tip of my tongue but i hold it... packed but not ready to go at all.
arms around me held so tight as a stolen kiss good night was all that was left to say good bye followed by an agrument i picked even though we try.. but lets face it long distance relationships are hard. Realizing that the respect given back home I'm like a queen on my thrown no need to worry about a thing he handles everything knowing that our fantasy teases us more and more each time and I could say I didnt want it but it would be a damn lie and he whispers.. its not time yet.
and no going to clinton is NOT a date..
getting miles away from Queens and that guy who rapped like 13 girls in my cousins' town n if they asked me to hang out I was still down. but now im no where to be found. i'm so astound-ed on the interstate my goals are bouned. out to fulfill my destiny and "make something of myself".
GHI card for health but the health center takes care of all that. Outside of the shuttle it feels like im trapped in an unreal world..
where the temperature is forever unpredictable
where the guys are after one thing
where the buildings house classes and professors alike
where the fountain by Hawkins is the most romantic place at night
where on thursdays im use to step practice
where on fridays and sundays I sing to the Lord
where a cirlce of friends are only a few feet away
where on a weekend night in my room im likely to stay..
where the starts can really shine at night
where the coolest people will talk about you the most
where the basketball team is most likely to boast.. about trying you out
where hockey games are really exciting
where going to work can feel enlightning..
where I will be in a couple of days...
back in the burgh putting up my trays
Leaving the city putting behind old ways...
becuz I'll be back at the Burgh
how can I deny them my presence?
As I leave family miles behind with words of good-bye and padded hugs and mother's cries.. Cousins that I cant get enough of to sneak wine coolers and laugh at the adults never really wanting to be apart of that group.. finding myself closer and closer each year. Cousins that I love to laugh at and get whipped on the playstation by for hours at time in the basement or upstairs in the computer room with the wildest conversations of "anything goes". Sister who I love spending time in dont really confide in but can depend on for anything. and my Reggie who always makes it his business to bump into me in the house. words softly spoken murmered by a mouse.. Telephone, aim, and email keeping me close by but in the burgh I dont really get around to it.. well, I try.......................
As I leave friends miles behind that I've missed and never really got the chance to spend all the time we wished but share memories heartbreaks and those OMG moments just the same.. as we seperate by miles to school I can still feel your pain and catch your flow on the same week.. just like when we were in High School.. for new shoes that we seeked.
And now im barefooted..
On my way to dream in a comforter so clean from dryer sheets so serence that my sister washed.. because my neice, the one who laughs and gigles while her armpits i tickle with eyes gleeming of innocence and inquizative rebellion pats my forehead and habitually asks her mother in the morning "is Zaire in the room?" with small pitter paters and childish laughter because her older sister has taken her braids out that I did the night before and a statement from her small pink lips I adore "Zaire.. its time to wake upppp". A nephew that bravely cooks breakfast frozen waffles in a toster so "mommy and Zaire can get their rest" while they argue and congregate over who needs more syrup. and Ethan wins something about being the oldest.
Syrup.. something I rarely have in the burgh. It lacks the sweetness of home and conversations on the phone to my sweetheart via text in the morning while my brother-in law is still snoring after working a double and my sister ready to start the day. Packing my things in the most abrupt way- letting my children help.
six innoncent eyes and 4 hands that try to help me pack away my things.. edy doesnt help cuz she says its a pain lol. they question why all the boxes, why the shopping and clothes rolled instead of folded. the truth on the tip of my tongue but i hold it... packed but not ready to go at all.
arms around me held so tight as a stolen kiss good night was all that was left to say good bye followed by an agrument i picked even though we try.. but lets face it long distance relationships are hard. Realizing that the respect given back home I'm like a queen on my thrown no need to worry about a thing he handles everything knowing that our fantasy teases us more and more each time and I could say I didnt want it but it would be a damn lie and he whispers.. its not time yet.
and no going to clinton is NOT a date..
getting miles away from Queens and that guy who rapped like 13 girls in my cousins' town n if they asked me to hang out I was still down. but now im no where to be found. i'm so astound-ed on the interstate my goals are bouned. out to fulfill my destiny and "make something of myself".
GHI card for health but the health center takes care of all that. Outside of the shuttle it feels like im trapped in an unreal world..
where the temperature is forever unpredictable
where the guys are after one thing
where the buildings house classes and professors alike
where the fountain by Hawkins is the most romantic place at night
where on thursdays im use to step practice
where on fridays and sundays I sing to the Lord
where a cirlce of friends are only a few feet away
where on a weekend night in my room im likely to stay..
where the starts can really shine at night
where the coolest people will talk about you the most
where the basketball team is most likely to boast.. about trying you out
where hockey games are really exciting
where going to work can feel enlightning..
where I will be in a couple of days...
back in the burgh putting up my trays
Leaving the city putting behind old ways...
becuz I'll be back at the Burgh
