aight..i used to b here at rb a long time ago. i was an old member and prolly non of yall remember me but o well. this piece is about my dad, as much of my poemz are...

Sitting here
Can’t even concentrate
Too much on my mind
Can’t even contemplate

Once...everyday
You push yourself into my mind, some way
Maybe, one day
I’ll stop thinking about you, someday

I can’t stand it anymore
After all how could you?
You don’t want to see us?
After all why should you

Not that I’m wanting you back
But I need some peace of mind
Have you ever thought about it?
Or am I not even worth that much of your time?

You’d think you’d be sorry
You’d think you’d ask to be forgiven
But you chose to leave
You chose to continue the life you were living

If I’m not worth your time
Not worth your thought of mind
Than why should you be worth mine
If only you tried than fine

But you didn’t think twice
You didn’t even try
Left me with only one question
Why?Why?Why?

I’ve come a long way
Without any help from you
I’ve learned what I have
I’ve made my dreams come true

I try to say that I don’t care
But truth be told I do…
Sitting here 7 years later; still strong
And STILL thinking of you…

tell me watchall think..not one of my best pieces, but jus holla.

I really liked it. Very good post. I can't really say much about this. It was well written and easy to follow. Nice words used. You took me on a trip through what you were feeling and helped me feel it too. lol, corny way to say it but that's all I could think of.

"I can’t stand it anymore
After all how could you?
You don’t want to see us?
After all why should you

Not that I’m wanting you back
But I need some peace of mind
Have you ever thought about it?
Or am I not even worth that much of your time?

You’d think you’d be sorry
You’d think you’d ask to be forgiven
But you chose to leave
You chose to continue the life you were living"

I'm in a similar situation to yours but with my mom, so those lines right there I was really feeling. I'm still able to talk to her every once in a while but she hasn't apologized, and if I don't call her, we wouldn't ever talk. She just keeps going on with her own life, not wondering about mine.

"I’ve come a long way
Without any help from you
I’ve learned what I have
I’ve made my dreams come true

I try to say that I don’t care
But truth be told I do…
Sitting here 7 years later; still strong
And STILL thinking of you…"

I really liked that part of it too. I feel completely the same thing. Are you sure you didn't write this thinking about my life? :P It was a good post. I'm glad I read it.

^That was a great reply. He pretty much hit on everything.
The whole piece had madd emotion, simple structure yet complex content, kept me into what you were saying. The ending line was the best by far, nice way to incorporate the title into it. Powerful conclusion, no doubt.
Stay up..I remember you by the way.
Peace n propz.

thnx for tha luv. much appreciated. and iz good to kno that some1 members me . neways uppin

i remember you

nice poem homez.... i can totally relate with some of that so i know how it is. Much love and respect on that...keep up the good work!

thnx for tha luv gizmo. much appreciated. and kapone its good to kno u memba me, watchu think bout tha peice tho? lol. neways upppin

Ayyo Malcolm... i tink u one o'the best peotic genius we got on this site... i mean ur shyt is so deep and full of imagery and metaphores... but wuts up wit tha 'Malcolm X'... get of his dick man... it aint like that nigga is dead n u can bite his speeches, philosophies and even his name... Malcolm X is ETERNAL- still alive n ballin... but its all good.

thnx for tha luv mystiquest. and tha name is jus sumthin i was always called. it was either malcolm x or x . and im not tryna bite his name, or his philosophies. i kno he's eternal. his teaching and soul will always live on. neways thnx fo tha luv.

all round good piece, simply structured like earlier said but powerful non the less, i can relate to it, or could relate to it sorry, its good keep it up....... hope to see more from you soon.
~out~