Friday, January 1, 2010

In Her Dreams (Becky)

In her dreams,
ppl walking round looking thier best, Scratch that- a mess!
Call it thier own style , run a mile in some heels
I'm sitting up here wonderin why people won't just keep it real.
I want some reality.
I mean, I wish I did, but I didn't pop out the womb with designer jeans,
My nakedness the same as the baby's in the crib across from me.
Fresh brain, not affected; ready for knowledge to soak it in.
Unknowingly innocent, naievely uncorrupted thinking evryone in the word can win.
In your dreams! So untrue
Out the blue people are forced to realize that you have to give it to get it, that you have to fit it to live it
That you have to get in where you fit in, where you end ups where you livin.
Where its comfortable for you or for the person looking out for her, him, she ,we ,you , me?
themselves.
But we not friends so we don't know that we both be geeking off the same tv show,
every.single. wednesday. faithfully
Cuz one lives in a world where breasts and thighs= V.I.P. She in there.
Where the other, lets call her Becky in the mind set where she could really care
less. she said her breasts don't make you who you are "but they will get you far!"says the chick in the club
giving out all her love not knowing that her bestfriend is right next to her ,blind to her appearance
Her presence an interference
to her social image having damaging effects
not realizing that they could be spending a whole wednesday doing thier nails and toes watching thier mutually favorite tv show.
yeah right, please!
In. Becky's. Dreams.

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