My Style

It's ecletic when you love it you're erected. When you see it, it gets your heart to bleeding and pleading. It's like my figure of speech nobody can get on this level it can't be reached. You try to steal it, you won't looking appealing and where you got it from will be your revealing. My style is natural, it takes its own traffic flow never moving fast but slow. It's electric like a hyiena it can have you running wild. I'm glad to have my own style, I'm me and it's free and it's not dumb when I have my own days to feel like a bum. It may sound lame to some but it's all out of fun. My style gets ejected when it's not respected some getting wrecked. Because coming my way you will get checked. My style may not be the best when I'm through I'll lay to rest. When I'm done with this fashion test.

C0mAt0sE

I'm toasted my brain close to roasted, I can't make my moves is this what I get for boasting. In a daze all I think of is me and nobody, thinking of my charms how many people I wish I can have on my arm. That was just a daydream of my own untrue team.

I'm in a vegetative state my heart beating at a slow rate. Staring off into the light, I can't barely think, this feeling ain't right. Trying to get back to square one with all my might. In this horrible rendention, my mind is decaying, ask me a question and my answers will be delaying. I'm oblivious of the pain or do I have more to gain?

At times like these I wish I can speak but there is nothing in my speech everything in my mind is white out like bleach. No perfect dictionary just look at my body language feels like I'm playing pictionary. My body lack dose of any pratictioner hearing my situations of any listener. I'm trying to learn reverse of this comatose earned. Fill my brain with knowledge calm my tude down before I'm to the edge. Excuse me I have no feelings

I'm Comatose

Copyright ©2008 Aleisha Williams

Pop That Tune

Sittin in the room its black, colder than a vacant shack. Nobody walking but all I hear is the floor crack. Got the pen in my right hand and the paper in my lap, flowing out ideas like a leaking brain tap. This aint a gangsta rap this a pop tune the ones you don't think up, but they come to mind too soon.
My head is crowded but the thoughts I have are official yall don't know nothin bout it. I close my eyes at night, dream of the moonlight. But then all of a sudden the tune came back through hindsight. I can hear it blasting in my ear with all its might. The tune so cold I can't put up a fight.
I'm falling asleep b/c of the irony of the tune in my blood causes the anemia. I'm gaining hunger for the media. People I don't know pop up like weeds in the grass it is like "High Nice seeing ya". Then the tune came along after a while I thought it was gone, it reminded me that I was hanging with the fools that did me dead wrong. I knew for a minute I heard they same old song. So I threw them nighas back like a bag of draws. They were up my a@$ too much, I'm better than that I never hang with a lame bunch. I'm classy and stay to myself like Victoria's Secret when Hane's come my way I tell them like Michael to beat it.
I work like a smooth criminial when I send the world my messages they are subliminal. Now back to the radio I don't mean to be rude but when it comes to the things you here you gotta pick and choose, like a fresh pair of kicks but lets keep it simple I meant shoes. When the craziness appear and my vision ain't clear. Just pop that tune. Look up to the sky for the man on the moon he will tell you the stories on how he defeated everybodies doom, yep just clear your mind and pop that tune.

Copyright ©2008 Aleisha Williams

Alright people you all are being introduced to the business side of me...Ok I'm a what you all know as "broke college student" lol...I am trying to make money just like everyone else but the LEGAL way. Ok I know that people like shoes and clothes and there are some people that want the new gadgets also, or maybe house and car appliances..Well those of that are saying yes..There is no more searching..I am the woman for that..I sell dunks, vans, u name it also name brand clothing, from know1edge,atmosphere,obey and etc... if you need anything and want to know what I have just hit me up..I have some of the stuff posted on my facebook..Leisha Williams, and on my myspace http://www.myspace.com/fabopisces everything is real and NAME BRAND....if you are looking for gadgets also just tell me what you are looking for.. Buisness ego signing out...

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