Just Need A Minute

Says he just needs a minute
And I gave him over 365 days
Time doesn't seem to be on my side
Or be enough to change his ways
When love entered our collective vocabulary Hope grew new wings
But the cage of broken promises rendered them two useless things
...and we all know why the caged bird sings...

Sign over my head says "work in progress"
And the errors in my early construction are basically harmless
But there's cracks in his foundation he's never bothered to mend
So he threatens to collapse with a change of the wind
...but we're friends.

So I roll up my sleeves and say let's fix it together
He says cool, but gimme a minute 'cause my design could be better
I tell him he's crazy, the design is perfect; one of the most beautiful ever
And if we don't start soon this minute could turn into forever
...but whatever

He's already shut the doors so I can only comment from the exterior
Yell to him but through the concrete my voice sounds inferior
Those locked doors hold me back from his past,
They guard the secrets in his present he thinks I can't look past
He doesn't see the future's coming fast

Said he just needs a minute
But I gave him over 365 days
Time doesn't seem to be on my side
Or be enough to change his ways
After a while I say I'll come back later, and I head for the gate
He says he's ONE SECOND away and pleads with me to wait
...Its been 7 months to the date.

Tho he's let me in the main entrance, I've never seen the master suite
But he says it will be amazing and he can't wait for me to see it
I've adjusted a few mirrors, hung the address on the door
And I've told him I could really be helping a lot more
He just acts like he doesn't hear me; another locked door.

Gave him a minute then an hour then days now its a year
Try to head back but realize we've built a maze in here
Now I'm stuck between fighting for my own escape
Or fighting to help someone I love find a much better fate
Tough choice to make..
 
I guess I just need a minute
 
Note:  This blog was inspired by Chris Classic's "NeedAMinute" on the mixtape SummerClassic3 which is available for free download here
 

 
 
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#1 of 30 (Twoetry)

I open my mind through this keyboard and out tumbles the raw, it
Seeps through the background noise 'til it finds its target
Often unconvinced of my own sincerity I chirp - sorry- tweet
Until someone finds their own truth through my words and adds an "RT"
I guess that validates me
Other times I close my hand over this mouse and click my way through
I find verses in conversations that should really be between two
Yet my eyes, your eyes, and the eyes of the intended
Flow greedily over their truth and find ways to bend it
Like Bekham
Or like some mechanical dummy
I transform these words into melodies
Hum them, chant them, recant them for fiends
We add a pound to a phrase and patent our genius
And all this feeds us
All day long
Guess following these @s is like following a song
Only way to find creativity since Internet killed the radio star
Oops! Sorry, Video killed the radio star...
So what's responsible for the death of song in our hearts?
I guess it's been too long since we loved that hard
And the absence of it's presence made our minds go wander
Like this poetry it's searching for a meaning, but it's under-
Cooked, under-fed, under-read, under-nourished
Fuck it. By #30 I'll be ready, and I'll flourish.