the bare minimum.

Early Morning Mania.

Around this time is when all my thoughts seem to race and cause a stir in my mind, but for some reason this morning is different. Nothing is there. I can't even force a decent thought to come out. It's so hard for me to even write about how I'm feeling. First time in forever. Maybe something GREAT is about to occur!

This has to be Cloud 9 or something of the sort.

Something to think about.

Those two posts still reflect what I'm feeling more than a year later.

Maybe I'm stuck in time.

July 16, 2007

Dear Negative Energy,

Au revior! I'm not sorry to say we will no longer be in contact. You haven't done anything for me. You've only brought me down, you're a damn parasite yo! Yes...I understand it may be hard for you to let me go but this friendship isn't a healthy one. You want me all to yourself. Got me paranoid. Filling my head with insane thoughts about everyone around me. I can't even believe I took the time to get to know you. For some reason you got the intention that you & I were good friends. I really wish you wouldn't have. I know there's someone else out there that wouldn't mind getting close to you. Someone who doesn't have anything else to do but feed your ego & has the time to give you all of their attention. Its just not going to be me. I know you may feel the need to keep in touch with me, but I'd rather you not. Trust me, I'll be just fine without you. Go die.

Sincerely,
Tyrell

P.S.- I'm serious this time.

[Nov. 20, 2008 & I still haven't gotten rid of you!]

written all in vain; Sept. 14, 2007

everytime you walk away from me a piece of me dies..because i truthfully see my future in your eyes...

when i imagine being with someone who would make me happy...it's only you i can imagine.
when i think about actually loving someone...it's only you that comes to mind.
when i close my eyes and picture perfection...it's only your face i tend to see.
when i go back to memories i never want to lose...it's mainly the ones i have with you that i never want to let go of.
when i hear all my favorite love songs...it's only you i wish they were about.
knowing that someone else gets the chance to love you is unfair.
don't you see me standing right here?!waving my hands, begging to be recognized!
desperation and fustration has caused me to write this.
you're something that i...
that i..simply can't resist.

everyone's a freaking comedian!

It has come to my attention recently that I am part of an endangered species of originals. I was that person who was always looked at as if I had three heads because my jeans fucking fit or my sneakers had too many damn colors in them, but now it seems as though I can just hop on myspace or something and find about 20 billion carbon copies of me. And these aren't people I don't know... Most of them are the same dudes who were pointing fingers & snickering behind my back as if I couldn't hear them, or that dude that was with their buddies secretly thinking I was cool but was too scared to say it. What's most hilarious about it all is that somewhere in these people's peasized brains they think they are the ones who are original or different. NEGRO PLEASE! I been on the shit you just now thought was cool since the 11th grade. This shit is really getting pathetic. I never thought it would impact me this much but now it's like I'm trying to find a new identity just to seperate myself from these wannabes. I blame the whole skateboard movement for the millions of fake ass Lupe Fiasco minions running around America. I can't wait for this trend to be over so I can get back to being myself.

We originals can't sit back and watch them fuck shit up for the people who didn't have to mimick their image & demeanor from someone else. We need to form a band of originals to fight against the band of corny carbon copies!

Obama

yesssss!