Discouraged

I'm sorry I have not acheived
The greater things, like you believed
I would, I'm sorry that I would
Not fight the evil, like I could

Have. If only I had listened
To advices you had given
I would not be here wasting time
Acting like eternity's mine

I find it hard to self reflect
Out of shame, I've no self respect
There's nothing that I have attained
The aimlessness in me remains

I know that I should really start
To break the chains on me apart
But I find myself discouraged
Folks moved on, I'm on the same page

It's time to rethink, strategize
Make plans and work on them, decide
What it is I am here to do
Before my time on earth is through

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Free

I sometimes forget you exist
Or existed within my midst
Admist the souls clouded in mists
Of dark thoughts, you were who I missed

I've encountered others, a list
Of failed wastes of time, all dismissed
Still picky 'bout my taste, persist
Lest my fate's caught up with a beast

I'm solo now, still no short-list
Of potential souls to enlist
Blocked so many out that my wrists
Hurt so bad like they're filled with cysts

My dreams of love have been shortlived
Steeming from empty words, deceived
A shallow lifestyle I perceive
From what I thought I had achieved

Yet since the day you prayed I'd leave
I've exhaled freely, now I live
Beyond the boundaries of past griefs
My future I've begun to weave

No more in you, do I believe
But I, myself, for me I breathe
From a life with you, I'm reprieved
Now thoughts of freedom, I conceive

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Procastination

My mind has recently been far
Away into my dreams at day
I've been blocking out facts of life
Not even tried to work or strive

I've just been procastinating
Drowned in my laziness, waiting
For the world to bring things to me
When I should be out hustling

I've recently felt lack of faith
My slacking a wonder, the eighth
My fear of failure holds me back
From getting myself back on track

I need to get up, get out there
And get on with it without fear
Combat all discouraging thoughts
Apply myself, like I was tought

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Not Interested In You

It's the things that you do,
It's the way that you look
It's the piece on my soul from that bond that you took
It's the look in your eyes,
It's your smile I despise
It's the sick feeling deep in my guts that arise
When I look at your face,
I feel like a disgrace
For the moment I approached you that day took place
It's the fact that you've got your emotions misplaced
'Cos you wish there was 'us' but that won't be the case
You're not even my type,
Curb your feelings, the hype
Fresh, anew is the slate you must proceed to wipe
Wish I knew that a confused mindstate's what you're like
If we were face to face I would say "On yer bike"
Harsh and bitter's the truth,
How I feel about you
Might as well deal with it, 'cause what we were is through
Turn round and walk away,
Move on, deal with the pain
And don't bother me with your ugliness again

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)