ALONE
BY:Joya Simmons
I left from by your side,
Got you wondering,
Will we ever be together again,
I told you i loved you,
And you would never get hurt,
But i never knew how much you were worth,
I tell you not to think of me,
But you would tell me,
That im a back stabbing celebrity,
Now just say,
Lights,
Camera,
Action,
And be better then me,
Im one of a kind,
Telling you to gete off of your mind,
But im still wondering,
How could you be so blind,
So let's just stop,
Rewind,
Press play,
And start all over again.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
THINK DIFFERENTLY
BY: Joya Simmons
I walk into a room,
People stop and stare,
As if i'm not human,
They run over to me,
As fast as adoring fans,
Wanting my autograph,
But they don't,
They just want to judge me for who i am,
And be judgemental,
They judge me by the way i dress,
With my tight jeans,
Girly shirt,
And the shoes to match,
They judge me by the way i walk ,
With the pep in my step,
And the switch in my hips,
Then they judge the way i talk,
With the slur of my words,
That i dont try to hide,
Because it's my destiny and pride,
They look at my skin color,
And start to think some cruel things about me,
They tell me that i'm not good enough to be here,
But i already know,
By the way that they judge me,
They're not to good to be here either,
You can look at me how you want,
An even talk how you want,
But it's not going to bother me,
Because i'm going to be my true personality,
So dont let your spirit stay inside,
But always remember,
To be who you are,
Deep down inside.
BY: Joya Simmons
I walk into a room,
People stop and stare,
As if i'm not human,
They run over to me,
As fast as adoring fans,
Wanting my autograph,
But they don't,
They just want to judge me for who i am,
And be judgemental,
They judge me by the way i dress,
With my tight jeans,
Girly shirt,
And the shoes to match,
They judge me by the way i walk ,
With the pep in my step,
And the switch in my hips,
Then they judge the way i talk,
With the slur of my words,
That i dont try to hide,
Because it's my destiny and pride,
They look at my skin color,
And start to think some cruel things about me,
They tell me that i'm not good enough to be here,
But i already know,
By the way that they judge me,
They're not to good to be here either,
You can look at me how you want,
An even talk how you want,
But it's not going to bother me,
Because i'm going to be my true personality,
So dont let your spirit stay inside,
But always remember,
To be who you are,
Deep down inside.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Hello my name is Joya but most people call me mickey. Like mickey mouse. Im 14 years old and i attend Urban Promise Academy in oakland. Im in the 8th grade going to the 9th, which i cant wait to do. Although UPA is a very good school and i know i will miss being there with all of my best friends but i guess we al have to move on in life, right.
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