Black Poetry : Expectations

Isake

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You can call it my first heartbreak
The first time I ever got stood up for a date
The first time I ever loved someone so much I just wanted them to see me
Even if it was that negative attention of blasting an alternative rock cd
I never asked to be loved
In the same sense I never asked to be ignored
The very things you hate about me
Are the things you created unknowingly

Don't call him a deadbeat when he sits in the same house as me
Call him a ghost
'Cause even Casper had to breath
Maligently tripping down stairs in the dead of night
You were the walking hypocrisy
Beer and cigarettes vacillating your breath
We sat 5 feet away from each other on a 4 foot long sofa
Acting as if we were familiar
In your mother's living room
During 4th of July get togethers
The only time I kept my mouth shut
And you opened yours
Still that little boy
Showing off to his whole family
Like "look at me, look how successful I can be"

Your wife's lip was bleeding last night
And you called her crazy in front of her sons
And you wonder why your oldest one has trust issues these days

And bad attention is better than nothing
So I'm sorry I had to crash the car a few times
I'm sorry I snuck out
And dated questionable boys
The kind that tell you they're your daddy now
And they kill your self-esteem and your pride
But you are determined to never leave their side
That ride or die bottom ***** type love
I'm sorry I cussed you out a few times
It was the only way to get a reply from you
The first man to go months without speaking to me
I was different
But it should've been all the more reason to love me

I'll be 22 soon
And it's true
I'm afraid to have a son who could so easily end up dead on CBS or NBC
But I am eminently afraid of conceiving a daughter with a man who will treat her like she is invisible
As if she is anything less than a Queen
As if her genius should be silenced
As if parenting and guardianship are interchangeable
I am afraid of being a woman raising a girl with broken daddy fantasies
 
Expectations
what are the expectations?
what is the jubilation in rejection
the constant neglection
begging the question

What kinda relationship requires a woman to act out
to get the man who's suppose to love her
to notice her?

(I'm just glad i'm not in it)

like he's supposed to be scolding her
instead of loving her
THAT'S A PROBLEM
and, yeah...there is a problem there
but i'm not trying to solve it, hear

let's make it clear

a home gone wrong is a home alone
a home alone isn't a home at all
destined to fall for numbers one and two
that means YOU.

a couple is a couple...not one or the other
i'm just saying
...get it together, brother
or sister...
whichever's the case
it's a distance marathon
not a twenty second race

if you're living for negativity coz that's all you can get
it's time to vammoose...hit the door...jet.
coz begging for love will never get you the love you need
so epen your eyes...pack your stuff...and just leave.

expectation: happiness.

GOTTA LOVE YOURSELF FIRST.

just saying.


WELCOME to the playground.:)
 

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