My bad habit

You’re like the uncapped bottle of my toothpaste

If I don’t hold you down some of you goes to waste

That potential I suppose

Or the love and glory you chose not to show

You’re like chewing gum on the train

Receiving death stares all the way to main

Because it’s impolite to make noise so obviously it will cause disdain

You’re like that cigarette in my purse

I just need you when I am at my worst

You’re like my tangled necklaces on my dresser

I would love to wear you

You’re pretty and you match my shoes

But too much work to make you into your past due

You’re like my cracked screen phone

I have warranty

But I’m too lazy to visit apple just to have you replaced

And have you dropped in water after a few weeks

You’re like the causes to liver cancer

Alcohol amongst other things

But you’re cheap sometimes when I need a remedy even faster

You’re like my word vomit

Some things should be kept unsaid

But it’s blurted out anyways and the regrets are dead

You’re like that awkward laugh I have
during times of distress

After the laugh I realize how much it was a mess

You’re like my chewed up short nails that I bite when I’m scared

Every time I go in for a manicure the lady yells at me for being so careless

You’re like that old tshirt I had when I was 13

If I throw you out part of me will bleed

But the other part will cherish that parts of my closet are free

I would snooze you like my 6 am alarm

I must wake up to you

But would turning you off be any harm?

You’re like a bad habit you see

A habit that will just irk me

You’re like a bad habit you see

A habit that should not be a part of a daily routine

Because Darling You’re on Your Own

Time.
Do we waste time?
Or does time waste us?
From our moments of deceit to our moments of lust
To our moments of laziness to our moments of distrust
Time flies and goes
And every moment that past remains disclose
Have you ever thought about tomorrow?
And how tomorrow may not be?
And how the people around you may not even live to see your “mini me’s”
Have you thought about your mothers death?
And every moment after that time she left?
Even though shes right here
In your kitchen making your favorite dish
Who knows tomorrow she might go
And later on you’ll regret it
And those real emotions with show
And everything you thought was good in your world
Just becomes bad…
The world would stop for you when you grieve
Just as how the world won’t rejoice with you when you achieve
Some will cry
Some will be bitter
Some will be on your side
At moments you want to be a quitter
The world won’t stop for you when you grieve
No matter how much good you conceive
The world won’t stop for you when you grieve
Some will laugh
Some will be satisfied
Others will probably be bloated in an ego high
Just tell yourself
The world won’t stop for you when you grieve
Just carry on darling
And screw what they perceive

… Ibn ‘Abbas said, “If you wish to mention the faults of your friend, mention your own faults first.”
(Hadith – Bukhari’s Book of Manners 329)

Drag me to the stake

And set me on fire

Because after all I am a witch with hidden desires

After all my behavior is consistent with that of a liar

Because I dont sit on my seat when you preach to the choir

Or praise your speech when situations get dire

After all I am one who would state my opinion

After all I am one who does not follow your little minions

Drag me to the stake

And lit up that fire

Tell me I’m going to hell

Because of my obscene attire

Oh, my farewell

In this world ends in a nightmare

As I close my eyes and watch flames without a care

After all I am one who is the worst of the worst

After all I am one that is cursed and cursed

After all I have no reason to live

Because the people around me are too stubborn to forgive

After all I belong in darkness rather than light

After all my brother would rather kick me in a hole rather than get up to fight

After all my sisters would rather stay quiet

Because no one would look good helping a defiant

So drag me by my hair

And kill me to my own scare

Because this will give me redemption

Public humiliation and unwanted attention

I am just a sinner who is going to burn

Except you see my flaws

and I choose not to hide them in your sharp claws

I rather be a sinner, not afraid to sin

Seeking forgivness in hopes to win

Then pretend to be infallible

Where an ounce of bad on my skin is impossible

Ha. those hypocrites

Those people that lie, the people who cant admit

Their true life style

A sinful one that can go on trial

Ha. let me laugh while im on stake

Burn me to death

And what will you make?

Perhaps a haunting in your dreams

Of my sinful soul

But thanks to you

Its purged and I’m ready to go.