It’s a Trust-Fall

Life’s a trust-fall

You’ve got to close your eyes

And leave it all behind

Never wondering if there’s someone there

To catch you, to hold you 

When you fall 

But trusting someone will eventually be there for you 

And won’t let you hit the ground

Would be able hold on to you 

And break your fall

You’ve got to close your eyes 

And leave it all behind

It’s trust-fall baby

Leave behind all the pain

The overthinking that drives us insane

The hurt that leaves you never the same 

The ones who caused you the hurt

The hurt  you may caused, your regrets 

You’ve got to let go of it all

If you want to soar

You’ve got to let go to heal 

To stop the wounds inflicted 

From festering and poisoning

Leave behind the hurt you once knew

To discover and begin a new you

You’ve got to close your eyes

And leave it all behind 

It’s a trust-fall baby 

Never wondering if there will someone to hold you

Someone to hold onto 

Someone who will be able to catch you 

Or if there’s ground below 

Or would it be free falling 

But you’ve got trust you’ll be ok

You’ll be alright

You’ll heal from the hurt you leave behind

And even if there no one to hold you

You’re going to be just fine

So close your eyes 

And leave it all behind 

Cause it’s a trust- fall baby

Said I Love You… But I lied

I said I love you… but I lied

Cause these three words 

Doesn’t quite measure up 

To what you mean to me 

The feeling I have for you inside

I have lied to you

Every time I have said I love you

Because you deserve way more than love

You someone way better than me

But you chose me and I have chosen you

It’s a lie that I love you

Cause if the past few day is any proof

What we mean to each other 

Is way deeper than  that 

Way greater than words

To say I love you is a lie

Cause even though our differences 

May come in our way

May try to draw a wedge between us

But like the opposite poles of a magnet

We are drawn to each other 

I may love you but it’s a lie

Cause we are still learning 

How to work with our differences 

How to live with them

And not let them break us

Cause like a moth to a flame

I am drawn to you

I said I love you but I lied

Cause this is more than love

That I feel for you inside 

Said I love you but I lied

Cause love can never be so strong inside

Said I love you but I lied

Boys Dance Too

I’ve got a confession to make...

I am a boy (if I can still date to use that term) and I love to dance. Damn what do you think I was confessing? Hope I didn’t burst that bubble of that curious mind?

I love to dance when I am happy, I love to dance when I am sad, angry or mad, I even have my own Happy Dance. Dancing has a way of setting my soul free (as if it ever be contained). I don’t think I can dance, I know I can dance, my style. I may not be dancing with the stars but I dancing with myself. I blame it on the pavwala blood that flows through my veins. Put on that music and my body will automatically catch the rhythm (not always on beat) and will begin to move.

I love to dance by myself, whether anyone is watching or not. I dance for myself and for no audience. A 1-2-3 5-6-7, Quick-Quick-Slow, 1-2-cha-cha-cha 3-4-cha-cha-cha, Rise-Fall. There’s something freeing about dance. And if you should chance to see me dance, don’t think me a fool, cause I really don’t care much of what you may think, I really do like to dance, even if I may look a fool.

Sports may not be the thing I like, I’ve never ever been sportingly inclined, but dance is the thing I like and and dance will be thing I’ll do all my life. Cricket and Football I may detest, but to ballroom and jive I love the best and that’s what I will do. 

Boys do dance, and they love to dance, secure with whom they are. They don’t feel less or should be made to feel less, because they love to dance. They need to be encouraged and nurtured, kept safe from bullies and judging eyes, those who laugh at them, pick on them because they love to dance. There’s nothing wrong with boys wanting to dance, and not just Hip-Hop but Contemporary, Ballroom, Ballet , Kathak, and any dance forms. They can be as graceful and elegant as anyone. So before you laugh and poke fun at them know that you are shattering someone’s dreams and soul, and in the process loosing your own.

So I am gonna continue to dance not bothering what you may think of me. Cause frankly my darling I give damn of what you may think. I don’t really care if I am in the spotlight or the attention of the ladies. I’ll dance for myself. Cause Boys do dance. 

“One Of The Lessons That I Grew Up With Was To Always Stay True To Yourself And Never Let What Somebody Else Says Distract You From Your Goals.” 

– Michelle Obama