Sometimes I stare at the fan in hopes that it'll say somethin back,
like "stop starin at me" or somethin like that,
alone in the darkness, I have no one to speak to,
and sleep seldom finds me increasing my recluse,
but when it arrives, it brings with it, this desirable bliss,
and then it leaves quickly, taking my bliss wit it,
I wish I could be that person who I dream of,
always active and surrounded by friends in herds,
but then I wake up, alone in my room,
and realize I have nothin but my own solemn words,

I watch the sunrise and nobody visits me,
I watch the sunset and nobody calls,
have I done somethin to deserve this seclusion,
or are my "friends" unwilling to uphold their title,
should I have to travel everytime I want to hang out,
or should it be equal and both parties reach out,

I have no more time to ponder these things,
becuz too much time has passed, along with those wants,
so now I drift listless, on my own once again,
sometimes I ask myself did I ever have friends?

i could bag this up and slang it

this is dope

Fooking nice this was, really well executed.

Flowed very well, and with some strong imagery used and good use of vocab (especially in terms of constructing of 'sentences') was able to depict the subject at hand very well...

..felt it a lot..this was one of the best pieces i've seen from you...not as grinded out...liked it flowed out onto the paper (well screen/database thingy...)...

...resp...

Damn Pa....That was deep. Got a sista fellin bad and I aint even did nothin.

It was really good. You're getting better. I liked what you wrote about, how you wrote it, and how well it put an image into my head. It was a good read.

have I done somethin to deserve this seclusion,
or are my "friends" unwilling to uphold their title,
should I have to travel everytime I want to hang out,
or should it be equal and both parties reach out,

Those were the lines I liked the most. Keep posting more..