THE DIFFERENT TIMEZONES WITH BEING ALONE WITH CEREBRAL PALSY

Sometimes I have to laugh

to keep from

 crying

And sometimes

 I have to move

to keep from

 dying

 and sometimes

i havr to 

keep silent 

to keep from 

lying 

yeah, wow 

This is how 

i be 

conplying 

with 

my cerebral 

and 

The Steeple

or

the thorn 

in my side

yeah, i just

ride 

with glide 

yeah, even though

i so 

wanna 

hide 

my handicap

and 

the crap 

that comes 

with not 

being 

able

to

walk

or

run

like you 

yeah sometimes

i just wanna

break down 

like a clown 

and 

booohoo 

or

from my

 core

i would 

just love 

to fly 

away

like a dove 

today

and leave 

this palsy 

behind 

for good 

BUT GOD

STANDS

SO STRONG

IN HIS PLAN

THAT MY HAND 

LANDS

ON THE 

SANDSCRIBE  

OF

RHYME

EVERYTIME 

WHILE THERE'S STILL TIME

my child 
smile
while 
There's still  
time
on Earth
or
breath 
left
from 
your birth 
yeah use 
those 
muscles 
like  some
brussels spouts
yeah let
all of 
the nutrients 
of love
out

A REALLY GOOD RIB SHACK

Hey
I'm a woman
ain't that something 
yeah and

 I wasn't

 form or born 
for nothing
and 
I'm a part of Adam
which is 
hard to fathom

and

I'm also 

God's temple 

with a dimple 

But 

I'm not 

simple 

by any means 

Yeah, in fact

God sees me

Honestly 

as his 
Bride Queen 

yeah 
I'm a rib shack 
and 
I'm not going 
back 
to heaven 
24/7
until 
God's will
makes 
my body

still
or 
i finiish 
my race 
on this track

of  tears 

inspired by my life and THE BIBLE

MY FATHER'S WISDOM & WATER

 Father
i wanna 
be 
a fountain 
of 
blessing 
yeah so water 
me 
yeah teach me 
your lesson 
and drown
all of 
my stressing
and 
my second gueeing 
yeah so 
let me taste 
your wisdom 
and grace
but 
let me see
the smile of a child 
Come on your face 

inspired by my life and Proverbs 5

WHAT IS? (THE PURPOSE?)

God

What is?

your purpose 

for this palsy 

yeah 

because i feel 

(wheel worthless)

and not 

BALLSY 

yeah like

i think 

you intened 

so please 

mended 

or

transended 

yes please 

Father

make me 

understand 

 all the degrees 

of your plan 

for me

on this land

of sinking sand

Man

 

  

IS ALL REALLY (WHEELIE) WELL?

God

How can all

be well

When I'm rolling

 on eggshells 

or 

rolling on 

thin ice 

yeah because 

people don't want  

to talk to me

 nicely 

yeah 

this world 

is 

so icy

to your girl

yeah 

your diamond

who still needs 

refining 

or 

your pearl 

with a swirl 

but why 

must i 

cry

and hold 

my breath 

like there's none 

left

MAN, THIS IS... A DIFFERENT KIND OF HYMN

 I'm feeling 

romantic 

once again

man, it's got to be 

something 

in the wind 

or 

in the air

yeah, this sh*t

needs to quit 

'cause anit 

fair

And why?

because 

no guy 

is even 

giving me

a try 

or 

taking me 

anywhere 

yeah and i swear 

i care 

because 

i am

fly

and i 

believe 

in the most high 

BUT

Guess what?

i keep getting 

passed by 

the eye 

yeah,

and so cry

and then 

write down 

the tears 

of a clown's 

reply 

yeah instead 

of being pronounced 

brain dead

from depression 

i write down

my lyrical

or 

spiritual lesson 

or 

my blessing 

in the stressing 

of 

being alone

in my home

yeah 

wishing that 

someone 

would come over

Give me a shoulder 

or have 

some 

laughing fun

or 

just ring 

my phone 

yeah Father

What's wrong?

What's wrong?