VE·RI·TAS -noun Latin.
truth.

Breukelen Girl.

SPIT yO Game.

TALK yO Shit.

MIND OF HER OWN.





Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Go Hard.

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Repped like no other
Kept like a brother
Beautiful she is
Raw she keeps it
Only those Oblivious to the world don’t know she is rare
Keen, she is a wise woman
Loyal, her bullets will prove it
Yielding, even she can’t stop you she’s so moving
No place like home she is soothing
She taught me how to do the right thing
She is I and I am her
BROOKLYN, best place on earth
She is to whom I owe my birth.

Corn Makes Me Shit ;-)

She wasn’t impressed by lame dudes with no game
Half hearted attempts with no shame
Considering herself incomparable to any other dame with a name
He gets mad when he tells me he loves me
I know he's only in it for the chase
His so called love I won't embrace
But he doesn’t understand my fury when I tell him “you can't love me when you know me”
So puzzled and confused he wonders “I don’t know you?”
Yes, because never in my mind did I make attempts to show you
See I’m not up for loud dudes who wanna get famous
I’m into cool dudes like: ...
Identities will remain nameless
No longer doing the young boy mentality with futures that are aimless
Momma ain’t raise no sucka
I bet you’d “love” me even more if I were brainless
But that’s life
And the moral of the story goes
I can never be your simple hoe
Your falsely developed love is unwanted
That means I don’t want it
You spit game but the truth I vomit
Head to head games with me, I don't think you want it.
leave you chopped and screwed
Heart broken into pieces, I left the evidence on the floor
just the right amount of temptation with a little bit of thirst got you open
but remember weak minds leave for hearts broken

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Down to Mars

NO. Actually it turns out that I don't want to be sexy all the live long day
That in fact this culture of misogyny makes it harder to walk away
Its always lust at first glance
So love is never given a chance
I merely want to be human
I simply want to relate
Hoping that one day these airheads will deflate
I'm tired of being surrounded by people who lack substance
Drowning in 3 inch puddles of conceit
You're dealing with a girl whose depth runs longer than ocean feet
Silly these games people play
Doing whatever it takes to be noticed
Not a single beat skipped
Not a single delay
Content with vanity
What has happened to humanity?
petty habits become such pitiful life cycles
Shallow love leaving bitter tastes
Superficial dreams leading to a life's waste
Material things are all they aspire
Nothing of meaning do they seek to acquire
Boys growing up with only 2 options; money or hoes
They treat this life like the matrix and my mind it blows
Young girls conditioned to believe that their body is the only tool they will ever have to succeed
This is the foolishness that they feed
The type of bullshit we don't need

Malnourishing the seeds
Contradictions and chaos is what we breed
What has this world come to?
Better yet, where is it going?
Never mind; I take that back
Its much easier not knowing
Since "Real" is only relative
and perspective is everything
Let's keep it what we can
Let's keep it HU-man.

"Who's Gonna Save My Soul"

21st century CRACK. Gnarles Barkley gets 'nuff Respect for this Project.





Girl: I need space. I need the time to just figure out who I am
Ya know…and It’s not you. It’s totally not you… It’s me and the timing of it. I’m trying to find out who I am. And I can’t really do that If Im still trying to figure out who you are at the same time. [MY COMMENT: For the love of all that is Real that's not always a lie! No less grimmey, but still not full blown fibbery.]
Boy: (To waitress) Can I get an extra plate please.
Girl: I feel like we gave it a really good go…ya know…but it’s time for us to just move on.
Boy: For you. (as he pushes his heart on a plate to her)
Girl: You do realize I’m breaking up with you right.
Boy: That’s the strange thing. It’s actually yours now. I don’t know why it works this way, but Im never going to be able to get over you and so from now on every girl I meet will be meticoulsy compared to you and unfortuntaley none of them will be able to measure up to the false memory of what you and I once had [MY COMMENT: "False memory of what you and I once had." That one hits me like a ton of bricks everytime.]
Girl: Well maybe I can just keep it for a little while and use it for small things like when I’ve had a really shity day or I need someone to talk to or if I need someone to move something really
heavy and then eventually I’ll give it back to you when we both find someone new.
Boy: Unfortunately it wont work that way.
Girl: Why not?
Boy: Well now that you have my heart Im pretty much an empty cavity inside. For lack of a better term “heartless” I will now treat each wo[MAN] with a passive aggressive contensiousness that will ruin relationship after relationship for many years to come [COMMENT: Wake up People! Are you reading this? ]
Girl: I really treasure you friendship so much…hello…are you even listening to me?
Boy: No.

In many ways I am already the girl I want to be.
The woman I've strived to be.
Consumed with Pride && Fierce in Stride.
I hold myself High.
I am that girl who DREAMS.
It's really all that we have left.

Quote of the month..

HellOo & early welcome to October..
“Disappointment is the meal of a fool. Only a wise man knows to consume a diet free of expectation.” -Veritas <3

Quote of the Month

My new thing..HellOo September..
“My spirit runs deep. I have caves and tunnels that run miles and miles through mud and dirt. Hidden stair cases and trick passageways that lead to an empty cavity.” -Veritas <3

Plea Bargain

I don’t believe in love
But I believe in society’s obsession
A cycle of Compulsion and Rejection
Love it’s kind of like santa clause
No one believes it but what fun is it not to play along with myth
Like Christmas, it’s not our birthdays but we are still willing to accept a gift
It’s kind of like faith
I don’t see it
And I can’t touch it
But there is comfort in its pretense
Love is an entity
And it is all around
But if so why do I always keep one foot on the ground
I believe in euphoric highs brought on by a touch
By a look, by a scent, by a rush
Triggered by unnecessary promise, sweet words & temporary devotion
See I could be thinking of anything else in the world Love
And how I would be willing to embrace your true form despite the wrapping of the gift
It’s you I would sacrifice my heart for
But then again it is you I dismiss
I despise you love
Don’t know why you misguide me love
I can’t see why you and my pride can never get along
Can’t see why the feelings of mistrust are so strong
It is because they have run your name in the dirt
Claiming to be you
And counterfeiting your beauty
They claim that they want me but don’t care when they lose me
So why love?
Why can’t you strip away my pride love?
Why when I encounter your bootleggers do I not call their bluff
It’s because life is rough and the more I know the colder it gets
Each realization leading to a drop in temperature
Condemned in isolation because you keep avoiding me
Why love, cant you take the time to notice me
Why won’t you help me see
Love.
Why love won't you come to me ?
Even just a grain of you could help alleviate the pain brought by you
Lighting up souls like glistening waters under a moon
Why won’t you love me love, if not now then soon

A few words..

Hey All..Not that I believe I am kept up with on a regular basis but this will clearly be only a monthly thing. Peace.Love & Respect for all that support.

SHOUTS.
To Iyana once again. Ashani for your love & support. && Tiffany for being the godmother of my work. -Veritas <3