Blood Stains

Standing on the side walk, in the neighborhood
Early in the morning, waiting for the bell to ring
Doors swing open, teachers welcome us in

Going through the hallway, smiling and saying hello
Time is getting short, looking to catch up with my friends
Talking parents, siblings and gossip

Who we like and don't always a hot topic
Got to get going the warning bell is ringing
Only five minuets before teachers start complaining

Bust the combo for the locker, get the book for my class
Double check the mirror make sure I look decent
Really only care about gym, lunch and music

In assigned seats, sitting, mind tripping on other subject matter
This teacher is so boring, still taking notes like a master
Young and interested in the status of color and collars

As the bell rings, the first up out of my seat
My friend to my left, tried to get the attention of me
The girl who stayed back a year, started to laugh

Everyone around her only echoed it back
Finally figured what all of the ruckus was about
The spot appearing on the back of my paints was new to me

Sent to the nurse for something like cotton, but felt like Brillo
Real fast, back at the locker to wrap the jacket around my waste
Trying not to cry in public, truly wanting to holler

Awkward, finally the day would soon be over
The longest day of misery anyone could endure
Going home to try and search for the cure

Once again faced with laughter, sick ways to express understanding
Embarrassment in our coming of age, put on display and met with shame
Relating growth and maturity with trauma

Showing no pride and unity in womanhood
Allowing anyone to penetrate and desecrate it is damnable
Making a mockery of it, only leaves me confused

Uncomfortable in the process from girl to woman
Not guided with a nurturing hand, but shoved into it
Being told to be tough, loosing the purity in our ability to care

My alarm goes off, another day begins
Breakfast at the table, grabbing my lunch
Telling myself to ignore questions or seek comfort

I walk out the door and walk out the gate
Hoping the pads will hold, paying attention to each step
I see my friends, hoping they would forget, Nope.

- MDM Original

Bugs of Impairment

Novice of mature interactions
Fallen into jealousy and delusion

Revenge bubbles under my skin
Upsetting the very fragments of foundations

Willing to destroy every laid brick
To remove the corruption within

Destruction to everything that is
Bringing life anew sans deception

No shadows of your BS to linger in my wake
Erase memories of agitation effectively

Time has been wasted on offerings of peace
Words spew from your being of must and corrosion

Irritations that will no longer be tolerated
Wrath is in the clouds above you

Air blows up your skirt, thinking you deserve an introduction
There will be nothing here before there will be you

- MDM Original

Social Butter-Lies

Nothing is ever innocent anymore
Everyone comes with expectations premeditated
Failures at creating the life hoped for

Assuming plans will work
Falling back into petty behavior
Relationships merely for exploitation

Nothing is treated as sacred anymore
Tokens loosing their value by the second
Everything is tainted, from the soil to the air

So much that we use is toxic to our being
So often do we ignore warnings coming from all sides
So what? Plays so heavy that the track now skips

Sex always on the mind, ready to jump into a good time
But who will cater to that wandering soul
No moments respected to restore what is inside

Chakras misaligned, going off balance each time inner peace is neglected
Ancestors rejected in each step placed on this earth
Winds blow past earlobes all ancient blessings lost in mountain tops

Poison filled storylines infect future realities
Confused about standards of perfection ignorant to internal ascension
Pictures and postings are all you have

Expressing a life of wishful thinking rebuking the reward of effort
Complaints run through news feeds much like a toddlers snot filled nose
Envy dangerously ensue, hatred infused, stomach in knots from the truth

- MDM Original

True Regrets

Social exchanges lead to conversations,
switching numbers and entertaining foreign sights
Hypnotized from the gleam of those beaming lights, possibilities endless
Risk is in position, steady wondering if you are going to accept the offer

Seconds of laughter disguise the anguish, same type of broken dreams
Once upon a time, it was normal to try and fix it
Instead look past the dance of disappointment desire the distraction
Excuses to not maintain the will of your purpose

Lies for some reason seem to always surface
Never heavy enough to remain in the weight class
Confidence crashes because it was false to begin with
There was dishonesty with the introduction

Starting enchanted by the enticing smell of corruption
Seemingly slow, then the moments they roll into a mound, huge
Noticing the focus somehow goes only one way
Equity was never a thought in our back and fourth

As long as you were benefiting the suffering fell on me
Turning simple miscommunications to personal attacks, how cheap
Attempting to threaten what you know not
Petty behavior is your savior, running you into a whole

Dig yourself deeper, malicious you whisper
Expecting that I may fall, wasting what's most precious
Throwing all created wonders away, as if to cause strain
No one but yourself will be praying for remakes of history

- MDM Original

Ms Dani Mack: Against the Growth

We the Sheeple

You are born into this world either with a head start or lagging behind
No matter your interest, participate in feeding the beast

Avoiding everything that is against you
Lusting over all that distracts you from the heart

The leaders you admire are strung up, puppets for power
Supporting a society that is motivated to dismantle your strength

Broken down, destroying the very characteristics that make us unique
Ignorant to information that could help you

The cowardliness that hides you from helping each other
Blaming neighbors when the council is the offender

Deny your sister assuming the glamour of her life
Abandon your brother because he looks not of you

Blood does not move you to laying foundations for villages
Causing tension and insecurities comparing households instead of merging clans

Angered by hoods, when the Doctors are killing us
Self medicating because you are too BOSS to get psychological assistance

More problems than the rabbit got tricks
Simple minds too focused on titts and dicks

Judgments and classifications on another who moves different from you
In three months you can find a new boo, cool

No time taken to understand internal fears and joys
Influenced by sweet words and images of no stress

Lies covering red flags, ignoring being used and manipulated
Benefiting one person but not the other, honesty defeats your purpose

Depressing to understand being alone honing skills to master
Revisiting mistakes, examine what went wrong, is all too much of a struggle

Personal efficiency means admitting errors and owning any damage you caused
Accepting the ownership of your weight as the creator of your mess

You digress, because their are bills to pay, your mental health is dismissed
Foolishly you refuse what you need to do improve your vision of you

Praying that the light reaches you and reality embraces you
Observe the one closest beside you when you preach

The reaction of your audience can tell you much, such is luck
Answers before you, still can't make you see who you need to be

Lost all purpose, no direction, unsure of what makes you happy
Disgusted by how you expect to be blissful with another

Never admitting the fundamental things, you hate about yourself
Stuffing them into your shoes and compacting the pressure with every step

The mundane is settling to the simple mind, change upsetting and frightening
Unwilling to share privileges, to comfortable to leave obstacles for the undeserving

Why start erupting this system when all seems calm, evade the moral compromise
Normalcy is of more importance, tradition of systems you laid down for

- D.Y.M. Original

Rose colored shades

Ordinary conversation is riddled with subtext, heart confused, mind upset
Unsure of what choice to make next, aware that life is not right
Wanting to vent to get the stress off your chest and get betrayed again
Wondering if anyone is loyal at all, seems as though respect has fallen

There are deceivers swarming, while only a few can be trusted these days
Relationships in a wreck, life filled with disruption 
Spiritual combustion, because they ignore the soul
Maintain statements of Holy aspirations, placing judgement everyone but self

Have yet to look in a mirror clear enough to see the foundation of you
Created pictures portrayed through actions that have no love just obligation
Lies have formed pillows that heads rest on comfortably
Associates believe what is shown and refuse to ask questions

All that lies under the surface will have minds blown
The village was destroyed and we continue to keep it damaged
People no longer value tradition of culture and rather conform blindly
Foolishly willing to place lives in danger, then worry later, yolo

Smiles tainted with manipulation, praying for salvation
Hoping the creator or a kind face will lend a hand
The community is confused and no one lends a helping hand
Turning backs on other who could help you progress

Assuming royalty and missing the mark, using day ones for instant gratification
Far apart from love and graciousness, shaming those who struggle
Choosing friends by appearances with no hesitation, going through the motions
Misunderstanding your unhappiness, actions are empty, words meaningless

- DYM Original