Here’s another song  I wrote called Confessions,

 (Boy I know you just came clean and told me that you got your pop pregnant. And since it’s over between us, I just want to tell you the truth. I want to confess to you what’s really good-take a seat and let me pour out my confessions to you, I’m not the only one who’s going to leave mad.)

{Chorus}
These are my confessions, boy while you were out doing you, I was doing me to,
These are my confessions, boy I lied to you I was on the creep like you.
Can you handle my confessions-boy I’m letting it all out now, don’t be getting mad I’m just telling you my confessions,
 
{Verse 1}
I met him at the bus stop rolling in a cherry drop,
He asked me for my number, so I said why not-
-oh-We had a argument that day-about you always lying, about your cheating ways
You made it so easy for me to cheat, always gone leaving me home lonely.
(These are my confessions)
He came and scooped me up, took me out for lunch, and gave me a gentle touch,
Than you know what was up,
I went back to his place, kiss me the right way, he got into my head and now I’m in his bed,  ( I’m sorry)  

{Chorus}
These are my confessions, boy while you were out doing you, I was doing me to,
These are my confessions, confessions, boy I lied to you I was on the creep like you.
Can you handle my confessions-boy I’m letting it all out now, don’t be getting mad I’m just telling you my confessions,

{Verse 2}
Boy you remember that day when put your hands on me, he came and scoop me up and told me that he cared for me, he ask me to leave, but told him I wasn’t ready, He told me when I was ready, he would come and get me, So pissed off while we was rolling in his drop, I told him to pull over and let the top drop, boy I rode it like a bicycle and sucked it like a popsicle, I even swallowed the middle, sorry for the details but I came home and kissed ya, (I’m sorry if you feel like I dissed ya(I’m sorry)

{Chorus}
These are my confessions, boy while you were out doing you, I was doing me to,
These are my confessions, confessions, boy I lied to you I was on the creep like you.
Can you handle my confessions-boy I’m letting it all out now, don’t be getting mad I’m just telling you my confessions, x2
 
{Rap}
Boy while you was out with your bitch I was all up in his place just rocking that shit, and he likes the way I- rock- my- hips and wave and dip. Boy you thought you was a pimp, But you can’t play a fly bitch—like me, Nigga please. Now ya ass feeling sick now you calling me a bitch, but I don’t give a shit. Boy you was creeping on me daily so now you feel the pain see, told you I was gonna get ya back, now take a dose of  your own medicine and swallow that.
 
I told ya I was gone get ya back (get ya back) and he hits it way harder from the back.

{Chorus}
These are my confessions, boy while you were out doing you, I was doing me to,
These are my confessions, confessions, boy I lied to you I was on the creep like you.
Can you handle my confessions-boy I’m letting it all out now, don’t be getting mad I’m just telling you my confessions, x3
  
©  Nichelle Walker for NWMassMedia Music

I wrote this song, hope you guys like it–maybe I’ll get pulled out of the ocean before I sink like those poor fella’s.

 [Verse 1]
Been looking for somebody to come and save me,
Treat me like a lady and call me his baby
—oh wee—it’s been long haul for me,
Baby daddy made it so hard for me, to love-
But I know I’m ready,
To give it all up to ya baby and be your one and only lady-to trust-
Boy I need ya like the grass need water —your lead I’ll follow

[Chorus]

Why don’t you come and rescue me. (I need you, I need you, I breath you)
Rescue me
I’m so tired of this misery, want you to come and rescue me.
Boy give it all to me
(Your lead I will follow)
Boy just rescue me

[Verse 2]

Boy sometimes I know I be acting hard,
But be patience with me, you know I’m emotionally sacred. (cuz I need you)
I know it’s been hard dealing with me,
But trust me I care about your feelings, (cuz I need you),
I’m letting down my guard today,  I’m ready to give you my heart and make you my everything-so just take my hand I’m ready to follow your lead
And let you rescue me,

[Chorus]

Why don’t you come and rescue me. (I need you, I need you, I breath you)
Rescue me
I’m so tired of this misery, want you to come and rescue me.
Boy give it all to me
(Your lead I will follow)
Boy just rescue me

[Bridge:]
I know you love me, tell me I’m a diamond in the ruff and you’ll never leave.
My insecurities just sometimes get the best of me,
I know deep down inside you only want the best for me,
I’m stepping out on faith so promise that you’ll never hurt me,
And we can make it, I know we can make it, boy your love will never be forsaken 

[Chorusx2]

[fade out]

It might be old to you but it’s definitely new the next man…

You don’t miss a good thing until it’s gone, sometimes we take for granted that time waits for no one. Mistreating what you should be appreciating, thinking that person will always be in your life forever. But you have to remember sometimes forever turns into never-I never want to see you again to be exact. Getting tired of going through the same ole things, this selfish shyt got a person going insane. Walking around like your shyt don’t stink- but I can guarantee your going to miss me. It’s such a shame—your just too damn blind to realize you had a good thing, but when you wake up you won’t see me, because it’s already too late. I got my bags pack and my foot out the door, bout to hit the road jack and I ain’t never coming back no more. 

All you’ll have is memories of what we use to be, thoughts of how you should have treated me. Sleepless nights while you think of me, wondering who’s at my place holding me? Shouldn’t have been thinking foolishly you should have always believed that you don’t miss a good thing until it leaves.

 
Dont Miss A Good Thing - 3 Piece

What could be more hotter than a warm rainy day and you decide to go out and play. I’ve always fantasize about having sex in the rain? How would it feels? is it sensual as it seems. So that made me come up with the poem of the week Rain.

 April showers and May storms make some people mad but it really turns me on. Rain is so unpredictable just like sex, you know it’s coming but you never know what your going to get.  Some rain drops fall hard and some like to fall slow, sometimes a rain Storm ends to quick will other times it can flood your home.  I love the rain I wish I had somebody to come out and play with me. Somebody who can make the rain fall over me. I love the soft and misty rain can you give it to me, I want it to flood me until I over flow like the sea. Man I wish I had somebody who wants to come out and play in the rain with me. 

 What is good love I’m lost in this crazy world trying to figure this out..

 This is my poem of the week titled Good Love

As the seconds become minutes and minutes turn into days, I ask myself will all this pain I feel ever go away? Is it true that misery loves company or is it the company that we keep that brings us misery? Is happily ever after only on T.V. or is it a state of mind or something that will never be? Why as the days turn into months and the months turn into years, we live in fear of our loved one not being there. Isn’t it funny as the years roll and the numbers grow instead of loving our heart turns cold? Is it because we live in a crazy world that’s scared to commit? Or the the truth of the matter is that Good Love just doesn’t exist?

As I struggle to find out what good love is and what does it mean. I question myself is it possible to have good love in this world? As I listened to Anita sing these words, I could’nt help but long to know what good love feels like as well. I was to young to understand this song when it came out. Anita sung a timeless master piece that has purpose and meaning. What is good love and where do you find it. I’m still confused, does this even exist?

Your thoughts.

I often wonder why we stay in bad relationships? Relationships that we know are over but yet we don’t move our feet. I know myself the fear of starting all over again is a big one for me. But I often tell myself what’s the point in walking around unhappy, wishing you where dead. Your there and looking at this person and you don’t love them anymore. Your body is there but your mind and soul is somewhere else. You force yourself to remember the good old days that are years ago to keep you going. But deep down inside your miserable, you want out and you just wanna be happy for once.

Why is saying goodbye so hard?

Poem of the week, Goodbye Love, read it below

Faded memories is all I have, thoughts of what we use to be. I remember the days when you use to love me. The days when you would never put another above me, but those days have faded away. Now all we have is just hopes and dreams, wishing on a star to bring us back to where we use to be. Is it possible to rid yourself of pain and misery, while still holding on to a broken memory?  I once heard someone say, saying goodbye is never easy that’s what this wise lady once told me. I think her name was Gladys Night she sung a song saying neither one of us wants to be the first to say goodbye. So instead we keep living this lie, laughing and pretending that we still love each other. When the truth is we can’t stand one another. I once heard a wise lady sing saying goodbye is never easy, but holding on is much harder to do, pretending just makes you look like a fool. So I’ll take the first step and say it to you, farewell love goodbye. When I think about it it’s not that hard to do.

GoodBye Love.

Why is it so hard to say goodbye a smiple one letter word. Is it because it’s filled with pain and a world unknown. Does it scare you to let go so you keep holding on.  Share your thoughts.