I am me...

Alot of people judge me by appearance
But I am not that fool
For I can see the clouds clearing
before my tattoos and piercings
Until the rain starts interfering
I am not god-fearing
And even though you may not like what you are hearing
I am me

The person you always see
and percieve to be "well known"
But its hard to believe that you often agree with what you see
Or hear my dear
An fear will have you
Misunderstanding and abandoning my complexity for your simplicity
So that you may better comprehend my personality
But in all actuality you know nothing about me

How dare you try and confine me to my worries
And exclude me from the loop
Ostracize and criticize me
But you will not characterize me
And my characteristics were not meant to be placed in your category
Of trendy subliminal tortures

Please excuse my mouth when its open
For the truth of your existence I may divulge
Simply so our minds may indulge intellect
I am not here to reflect but progress in new directions
Never reluctant to regret and make corrections
For the follower is always less affectionate
Than the passionate poet who's merely overproportionate
The optimist whose extraodinarily unfortunate
And tries to smoke away the reality that they're poor as shit
But still, I am me

Your foolish rumors of numerous days has you stuck in your ways
And only proves me to be factual
I keep a calm head a content existence and I keep my thoughts rational
A disoriented Impetuous conflictual intellectual
Who sometimes second guess's my aggression with discretion
Slight obsession with imperfection
Spreading depression like an infection
I am the rebel resurrection of an insurrectionalist
Perplexed,I am a flawed perfectionist
And still, I am me.

Soulmate...

I want you to be the face I awaken to And the voice that puts me to sleep I want your trust, honesty, and secrets to keep You know I hate to see you go But I love to watch you leave But, it is what it is when it needs to be I respect the fact that you'd never lie to me Even if it makes me weak and depressed Your true feelings you'll express With no discretion But that doesn't stop me from missing the affection Living with regrets, and wanting that connection I want to sooth your mind and your flesh Endure your pain and you stress Just to obsess the correct end of our reflection When i stare into your eyes, and take you into my arms. And you shine like the charm on a bracelet For when we run out of patience and decide to have babies And i'll be able to stare and compare her beauty to your face But until that day you'll be the only star in my skies And on the day my disguise is removed and my identity revealed You will have truly experienced me You compliment, and complete me Our lives are opposite and intriguing Yet the same and relieving that if you let me I can understand why your heart beats the way it does And know the reason why you decided to show me love When I was no more than I am now And that you live by the last 3 digits of my life And you ignite as i burst and combust into flames Torching the pain and leaving those lives behind us And every year father time will remind us that we are not easily replaced I want you to be the voice I hear when i awaken And the face I see before slumber I remember the day I got your number Even though it was on some friend shit I couldn't pretend shit... I wanted more And I was relieved to know you felt the same So I continued to let you pick my brain As long as I could remain and retain the decision to ever walk away I want you to speak the thoughts that enlighten my mornings I want you to be the body that puts me to sleep. I need you to know that you were made just for me And I hope you can relate I'd always regret being the ex to my soulmate. -Poetrii

Religion

PREVIOUSLY ON "Is it possible to stop being gay"... Also I know you have to be wondering. "How does the "Ex-Atheist" shirt fit in with this?" Because it's all the same. People who wander in and out of different things have no sense of direction. They see a group of people that believe in something and they try it. There's no way in this world that I'm going to be an atheist today, then a god fearing woman the next day. Because once again that means that I was never an atheist. It just proves that most people are followers, and the rest are manipulators. I say something and you better believe it. They say don't question "God". Why? BECAUSE NO ONE HAS ANY ANSWERS! I refuse to commit my life to someone that I can not see or hear, And I don't believe anything without proof. At some point in life we as a people will cease to be in denial. We will see things for what they are instead of what we want them to be. CONTINUED... Religion to me is just something to get people through the day. It's something that makes them feel like everything is OK. It keeps them from reality. A blind eye to flaws and destruction.If it didn't then they would see the reality of shit. Just think about it. They say that a person can only die when god feels as if it's their time to go. At the same time do you people not seethe punishment. Your "God" isn't so friendly now is he. Ok ok. I understand people feel as though they won't die until it's their time but does it have to be so vulgar, so brutal, so bloody.5 year olds getting decapitated. 8 year olds forced to be suicide bombers. Massacres, murders, Manslaughter, Drowning, suffocating, plane crashes, fires, AIDS, cancer, being hung from a tree. Jeez where's the dignity, the love, the honor. It's nowhere. What about the fact that life itself is a punishment. You're born, you suffer, THEN YOU FUCKING DIE! I'm not seeing the fatherly love. Also,the contradictions should be enough to get your brain ticking. Jealousy is definitely a sin,yet your "god" Is a jealous god. Hmm? He can sin, but we can't. What about the fact that he supposedly creates every person exactly how he wants them to be. YET he shuns the rapists, murderers, and homosexuals. Etc. I don't understand "HE" made them this way. He sits up in "Heaven" and he watches us struggle, and be raped, murdered, fucked over.Is that all he's good for? Unless he does something miraculous (Like me being in a plane crash and falling out onto a big ass pile of money that saves my life, no injuries, no bruises and I can keep it all for myself) Then I don't believe it. If no one ever taught you this. Then what would you believe in? Nothing. Yourself, instead of this illusion. Then you would have to see shit for what the fuck it really is. -Poetrii

Get over it.

Let me first say I love micheal jackson, But this is exactly what i'm talkingabout. People put more attention into entertainment, instead of things thatactually matter. More people are concerned with grieving for a man that theydon't personally know. Instead of talking about korea blowing us off of the map.Instead of talking about the increases in heat, and the fact that increases in humidity have killed over 100,000 people in the past year, and that they may actuallybe the cause to our doom. What about the fact that the war was supposedly over yet peopleare still being killed over seas. What about pollution slowly killing us. The fact that computers run the world, and if something so happens to happen to it then once again we'redoomed.But why think about that when we know absolutely nothing about what's happening aroundus. We know nothing about the people who surround and control us. All we think about arethings that entertain us. Rappers, singers, basketball/football players. These people whoget paid MORE than those who protect us, more than those who save our lives. PRIORITY. It'sall about priorities people.

Who is "Poetrii"

I have always had my own way of thinking. I always will. If I have something to say, I'm going to say it. I feel like the only friend that can calm me is my pen. Poetry is me. I express how I feel, and can express how others are feeling as well. Knowledge. It's everything. It's not just having it but teaching it. Presenting yourself as if your intelligent. Digging deeper than you have to. Watching things from a distance instead of actually experiencing things is my m.o. I think that a lot of things/people are extremely stupid and a waste of my time. I'd rather just sit back and watch. Knowing that secrets only stay secrets for a short amount of time. And that whatever you do. Somehow it's going to end up completely altering your life in a negative way. Instead of diving head first into the shallow waters of life... I decided to just stick my feet in a little. Leaving me to enjoy the water at your expense. Everything is numbers every one's in categories. It's simple division. Simple thought :

Most people do not understand me. As hard as they try, or as much as they don't care, they can never fully understand. Most people just accept it. It's exciting to accept and believe in what you don't fully understand. Most people are feeble minded, easily manipulated embiciles. Knowledge and power starts with common sense.

I do not wish to be anyones monkey. Most people don't realize that they are merely entertainment. They don't realize when they are dancing like porch monkeys in the middle of the plantation. Alot of people don't stop and think. Take the time to just relax and observe. Understand what and who they are. To appreciate those things that can only speak to your mind. No one understands "life" but I make it my business to know how to get through it. I want alot of things out of life, and as negative as it is... my determination will never die. My mystery will never be revealed.