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Sup world? My name is Douglas James but my friends call me Doug. Most people would tell you that i'm a really cool dude, and they're right. Other people would tell you that i'm smart or bright so i let them think that as well! But for real though, i'm just a 19 year old African American Male who loves his family and friends to death. I think that i have a way with words and that i'm wise beyond my years, but that's just my opinion. I'm entering my sophomore year at ______ in the fall (snickering to my self). I'm currently pursuing a degree in english. This year is a year of many changes and i hope you can keep up!!!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

i wish it would rain

i know i aint talked to yall in a while, but hopefully that'll change. onto the reason i came, so it's been raining a lot in my city lately and i know it's hella early but something just struck me and i kinda penned this poem. it's rough and raw and i could have crafted it a thousand times better but i decided to leave it as is. it starts with a refrain but it's nontraditional in the fact that it's not consistent, nor is the length of the stanzas. so you could say it's totally free form i guess. i really don't know how to feel towards oblivious people, but i'm not upset with them. frustration has set in and efforts have been redirected. i've made a conscience effort to realize she's bad for me and act accordingly. crazy thing is, there seems to be some women out there who have been liking me all along and it's not like i was just dismissing them but i'd rather chase one i really like than many i don't. my approach is befriend first, and it never works out like that. i'm beginning to realize it's because once i'm a friend people really value that friendship, that's a feeling i can't even describe so i'm grateful on one hand but on the other i'm like wtf!... i'm having a lot of thoughts flood my mind, and few are nice enough to say (that's the frustration setting in, and i try not to lash out because these are my problems )... i guess i'll see ms. right on the 50 yard line or not at all... it's not a business it's a partnership. ask me how this blog is coherent and i couldn't explain it. anyway, kind of a poem called "i wish it would rain" enjoy. i guess this marks my official return

hoping it brings its friends
to distract me from you
the crash of the thunder
and lightning too
i wish it would rain

for the clouds to come together
and give me some hope
i wouldn't care about my shirt
because it's already soaked
i wish it would rain

if my hair got wet and lost its perfection
i would appreciate the pouring rain
as a metaphor for your affection
so i wish it would rain

even if it's just from you
to hide the pain
to wash the tears from my face
i wish it would rain

no matter how dark it gets
and how hard the wind blows
i wish it would rain
to wash the pain from my soul

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