“LET GO WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO”

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In my Lauryn hill voice, “The sweetest thing I’ve ever known is like the kiss on the collar bone”. Yea, it use to be sweet; that feeling of new love. You know, when your body tingles at his touch, and your heart beats fast from his texts. (I remember the day)

How could the person you once loved so dearly, become a stranger to your pupil. The touch changes and your heart becomes heavy from his text, when it use to beat fast!

“Letting Go is so hard”, even when you’re left with nothing to hold on to. I don’t know why, but we hold on, and we hold on so tight to non-existing situations.

Ladies, do we hold on out of fear or hope?

I think we fear being lonely for the rest of our lives, or we hope that he changes! Well, I believe or shall I say that I’ve concluded that he ain’t going to change. I tell myself that I am going to change all the time, and then unconsciously I do things out of years of habit. I’m literally trying to change childhood habits as an adult. Although change is possible for a mate; your mate has to see something wrong with him/her in order to change. This is highly unlikely for a person to see their own selfishness, silliness, and immature behavior. “My ex- is pure perfection in his own eyes”.

We hold on tight, and we continue to hold on to an evident loss, just hoping that he changes. I’ve poured my heart out in letters, poems, and meaningless conversations, but nothing changed! Sometimes, my ex and I get a bite to eat after a 2 month separation, and I notice nothing has changed. One time we prayed together, cried out in a tearing prayer and the next day nothing changed! We stop talking for 5 months, no communication and when we began to speak again, I noticed a change, then we talked more, and more, and I noticed another change ‘nothing changed’.

I no-longer need him to change. I will take on the challenge and I WILL CHANGE. I’m changing how I treat him, how I respond to his text, how I respond to his company. I want him to tell his friends, “Man, she changed”!

We are fearful of loneliness, but we should fear being with someone and still being lonely. Then we have the issue of hope. When we don’t completely let go, we have an ounce of hope in our hearts. Hoping he will change, hoping the two of you will get back together, but do you know that small ounce of hope will kill you. Be hopeless to the possibility of love, and let go.

My ex pissed me off this weekend. Left another dent in my heart, but I know this is a result of “Holding on”; Holding on to nothing. This is a result of allowing an undeserving person in my space. This week, I’m working on letting go. I have no hope in my heart for my past situation and I don’t need him to change on my behalf, I will gladly change on my own!

Sincerely,

A person that’s letting go

 

Madam Prezident

 

 

 

MISPLACED

I’ve misplace it

Looked under the bed

Behind the mirror/ nightstand/

Under the table/ and TV

Pulled everything out the closet

Checked the bathroom/ medicine cabinet

Underneath the sink

Even went to the car

Checked the trunk

Came back inside

Checked the kitchen/refrigerator/and cabinets

Then I checked the couch

In between it/Around it/beside it/under it

I looked all over

I’ve retraced all MY STEPS

AND I STILL CAN’T FIND ME!!!

 

By: Madam Prezident

 

“LET GO WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO”

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In my Lauryn hill voice, “The sweetest thing I’ve ever known is like the kiss on the collar bone”. Yea, it use to be sweet; that feeling of new love. You know, when your body tingles at his touch, and your heart beats fast from his texts. (I remember the day)

How could the person you once loved so dearly, become a stranger to your pupil. The touch changes and your heart becomes heavy from his text, when it use to beat fast!

“Letting Go is so hard”, even when you’re left with nothing to hold on to. I don’t know why, but we hold on, and we hold on so tight to non-existing situations.

Ladies, do we hold on out of fear or hope?

I think we fear being lonely for the rest of our lives, or we hope that he changes! Well, I believe or shall I say that I’ve concluded that he ain’t going to change. I tell myself that I am going to change all the time, and then unconsciously I do things out of years of habit. I’m literally trying to change childhood habits as an adult. Although change is possible for a mate; your mate has to see something wrong with him/her in order to change. This is highly unlikely for a person to see their own selfishness, silliness, and immature behavior. “My ex- is pure perfection in his own eyes”.

We hold on tight, and we continue to hold on to an evident loss, just hoping that he changes. I’ve poured my heart out in letters, poems, and meaningless conversations, but nothing changed! Sometimes, my ex and I get a bite to eat after a 2 month separation, and I notice nothing has changed. One time we prayed together, cried out in a tearing prayer and the next day nothing changed! We stop talking for 5 months, no communication and when we began to speak again, I noticed a change, then we talked more, and more, and I noticed another change ‘nothing changed’.

I no-longer need him to change. I will take on the challenge and I WILL CHANGE. I’m changing how I treat him, how I respond to his text, how I respond to his company. I want him to tell his friends, “Man, she changed”!

We are fearful of loneliness, but we should fear being with someone and still being lonely. Then we have the issue of hope. When we don’t completely let go, we have an ounce of hope in our hearts. Hoping he will change, hoping the two of you will get back together, but do you know that small ounce of hope will kill you. Be hopeless to the possibility of love, and let go.

My ex pissed me off this weekend. Left another dent in my heart, but I know this is a result of “Holding on”; Holding on to nothing. This is a result of allowing an undeserving person in my space. This week, I’m working on letting go. I have no hope in my heart for my past situation and I don’t need him to change on my behalf, I will gladly change on my own!

Sincerely,

A person that’s letting go

 

Madam Prezident

 

 

 

MISPLACED

I’ve misplace it

Looked under the bed

Behind the mirror/ nightstand/

Under the table/ and TV

Pulled everything out the closet

Checked the bathroom/ medicine cabinet

Underneath the sink

Even went to the car

Checked the trunk

Came back inside

Checked the kitchen/refrigerator/and cabinets

Then I checked the couch

In between it/Around it/beside it/under it

I looked all over

I’ve retraced all MY STEPS

AND I STILL CAN’T FIND ME!!!

 

By: Madam Prezident

 

“LET GO WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO”

_MG_2880

 

In my Lauryn hill voice, “The sweetest thing I’ve ever known is like the kiss on the collar bone”. Yea, it use to be sweet; that feeling of new love. You know, when your body tingles at his touch, and your heart beats fast from his texts. (I remember the day)

How could the person you once loved so dearly, become a stranger to your pupil. The touch changes and your heart becomes heavy from his text, when it use to beat fast!

“Letting Go is so hard”, even when you’re left with nothing to hold on to. I don’t know why, but we hold on, and we hold on so tight to non-existing situations.

Ladies, do we hold on out of fear or hope?

I think we fear being lonely for the rest of our lives, or we hope that he changes! Well, I believe or shall I say that I’ve concluded that he ain’t going to change. I tell myself that I am going to change all the time, and then unconsciously I do things out of years of habit. I’m literally trying to change childhood habits as an adult. Although change is possible for a mate; your mate has to see something wrong with him/her in order to change. This is highly unlikely for a person to see their own selfishness, silliness, and immature behavior. “My ex- is pure perfection in his own eyes”.

We hold on tight, and we continue to hold on to an evident loss, just hoping that he changes. I’ve poured my heart out in letters, poems, and meaningless conversations, but nothing changed! Sometimes, my ex and I get a bite to eat after a 2 month separation, and I notice nothing has changed. One time we prayed together, cried out in a tearing prayer and the next day nothing changed! We stop talking for 5 months, no communication and when we began to speak again, I noticed a change, then we talked more, and more, and I noticed another change ‘nothing changed’.

I no-longer need him to change. I will take on the challenge and I WILL CHANGE. I’m changing how I treat him, how I respond to his text, how I respond to his company. I want him to tell his friends, “Man, she changed”!

We are fearful of loneliness, but we should fear being with someone and still being lonely. Then we have the issue of hope. When we don’t completely let go, we have an ounce of hope in our hearts. Hoping he will change, hoping the two of you will get back together, but do you know that small ounce of hope will kill you. Be hopeless to the possibility of love, and let go.

My ex pissed me off this weekend. Left another dent in my heart, but I know this is a result of “Holding on”; Holding on to nothing. This is a result of allowing an undeserving person in my space. This week, I’m working on letting go. I have no hope in my heart for my past situation and I don’t need him to change on my behalf, I will gladly change on my own!

Sincerely,

 

A person that’s letting go

Madam Prezident

 

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MISPLACED

I’ve misplace it

Looked under the bed

Behind the mirror/ nightstand/

Under the table/ and TV

Pulled everything out the closet

Checked the bathroom/ medicine cabinet

Underneath the sink

Even went to the car

Checked the trunk

Came back inside

Checked the kitchen/refrigerator/cabinet

Then I checked in between the couch

Around it/beside it/under it

I looked all over

I’ve retraced all MY STEPS

AND I STILL CAN’T FIND ME!!!

 

By: Madam Prezident

 

HOW DO YOU HAVE A MAN & YOU SCARED TO ASK HIM FOR MONEY???

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Thank God it’s Friday! This morning I’m listening to the Isley brothers.  This that good music!!! (In my Kanye West voice)

Last night I was talking to a friend, and she began to tell me about her financial instability. I listened to her thoroughly, and she went on & on. Now let me tell you, I don’t have any friends with a “Trust Fund” that I know of. I understand the financial struggle of black people, or all of America.

As she explained her financial burdens, I asked her, “Did you ask your man for any money”? She said, “No”. Then she said, “I don’t feel comfortable asking him for any money”.

The truth of the matter is, a man shouldn’t feel comfortable watching you struggle!!!

I’m not talking about making sure you in Gucci, and gold. I’m talking about lights, gas, and rent; the required necessities to live.

A real man that loves his woman does not want her to ask her friends for money, nor does he want to see her struggle. A real man knows how to provide, but ladies you cannot be afraid to ask your man for things that you need. I’m very sure when he is horny he has NO PROBLEM letting you know.

My grandma says, “Even a fool know what to do with that ass”. If you with a man, that can’t help you financially in your time of need, but he can put rims on his car, stay in the latest fashion, and travels. 

Now you work and go to school, but he can’t help you the “few” times you need help. I’m sorry to inform you “YOU AIN’T GOT NO MAN”.

I’m not approving gold digging, however if you can’t ask someone for something who you share your thoughts, secrets, and body; then you are obviously with the wrong man.

I can assure you the right man; you won’t even have to ask for anything. He knows when your times are hard. He calls you, and says, “Here is the hair money, nail money, book money, here is a grand on tuition”.

Remember these words; “Love and care are two different things”. You don’t want to be in love with a person who doesn’t CARE about you and your well being.

And like your mother use to say “caring is sharing”!!! (Wink)

Happy Friday

Madam Prezident

 

 

HOW DO YOU HAVE A MAN & YOU SCARED TO ASK HIM FOR MONEY???

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Thank God it’s Friday! This morning I’m listening to the Isley brothers.  This that good music!!! (In my Kanye West voice)

Last night I was talking to a friend, and she began to tell me about her financial instability. I listened to her thoroughly, and she went on & on. Now let me tell you, I don’t have any friends with a “Trust Fund” that I know of. I understand the financial struggle of black people, or all of America.

As she explained her financial burdens, I asked her, “Did you ask your man for any money”? She said, “No”. Then she said, “I don’t feel comfortable asking him for any money”.

The truth of the matter is, a man shouldn’t feel comfortable watching you struggle!!!

I’m not talking about making sure you in Gucci, and gold. I’m talking about lights, gas, and rent; the required necessities to live.

A real man that loves his woman does not want her to ask her friends for money, nor does he want to see her struggle. A real man knows how to provide, but ladies you cannot be afraid to ask your man for things that you need. I’m very sure when he is horny he has NO PROBLEM letting you know.

My grandma says, “Even a fool know what to do with that ass”. If you with a man, that can’t help you financially in your time of need, but he can put rims on his car, stay in the latest fashion, and travels. 

Now you work and go to school, but he can’t help you the “few” times you need help. I’m sorry to inform you “YOU AIN’T GOT NO MAN”.

I’m not approving gold digging, however if you can’t ask someone for something who you share your thoughts, secrets, and body; then you are obviously with the wrong man.

I can assure you the right man; you won’t even have to ask for anything. He knows when your times are hard. He calls you, and says, “Here is the hair money, nail money, book money, here is a grand on tuition”.

Remember these words; “Love and care are two different things”. You don’t want to be in love with a person who doesn’t CARE about you and your well being.

And like your mother use to say “caring is sharing”!!! (Wink)

Happy Friday

Madam Prezident

 

 

HOW DO YOU HAVE A MAN & YOU SCARED TO ASK HIM FOR MONEY???

_MG_2880

Thank God it’s Friday! This morning I’m listening to the Isley brothers.  This that good music!!! (In my Kanye West voice)

Last night I was talking to a friend, and she began to tell me about her financial instability. I listened to her thoroughly, and she went on & on. Now let me tell you, I don’t have any friends with a “Trust Fund” that I know of. I understand the financial struggle of black people, or all of America.

As she explained her financial burdens, I asked her, “Did you ask your man for any money”? She said, “No”. Then she said, “I don’t feel comfortable asking him for any money”.

The truth of the matter is, a man shouldn’t feel comfortable watching you struggle!!!

I’m not talking about making sure you in Gucci, and gold. I’m talking about lights, gas, and rent; the required necessities to live.

A real man that loves his woman does not want her to ask her friends for money, nor does he want to see her struggle. A real man knows how to provide, but ladies you cannot be afraid to ask your man for things that you need. I’m very sure when he is horny he has NO PROBLEM letting you know.

My grandma says, “Even a fool know what to do with that ass”. If you with a man, that can’t help you financially in your time of need, but he can put rims on his car, stay in the latest fashion, and travels. 

Now you work and go to school, but he can’t help you the “few” times you need help. I’m sorry to inform you “YOU AIN’T GOT NO MAN”.

I’m not approving gold digging, however if you can’t ask someone for something who you share your thoughts, secrets, and body; then you are obviously with the wrong man.

I can assure you the right man; you won’t even have to ask for anything. He knows when your times are hard. He calls you, and says, “Here is the hair money, nail money, book money, here is a grand on tuition”.

Remember these words; “Love and care are two different things”. You don’t want to be in love with a person who doesn’t CARE about you and your well being.

And like your mother use to say “caring is sharing”!!! (Wink)

Happy Friday

Madam Prezident

 

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FACEBOOK SHOULD NOT BE RUINING YOUR RELATIONSHIP!!!

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Morning ladies, I’m listening to Beyonce’s “Dangerously in Love Cd”. You already know, B and sparked some stuff right up out of me for next week, but I’ve been thinking about today’s post for some time now.

I know Facebook is the world’s newest fad, but there is one thing Facebook has no business doing, and that is “RUINING YOUR RELATIONSHIP”.

Facebook is a social network, which I happen to love because of the intermediate connection and personable sensation. Although when you are in a relationship I find Facebook to be a little bit of a headache, but it shouldn’t be.

Women snoop around a little more than men, but men snoop around and get just as jealous as women. However if you and your man keep allowing something as frivolous as Facebook give you problems, then you all shouldn’t be together.

One thing I learned is, people will find any reason to ‘fuck with you’ when they want to bell out of a relationship. Everything gets hard; Conversation, sex, and even dining out.

When we prolong the ending of a relationship it ends much worst then it would have if both parties would have went their separate ways during the root of their differences, appose to allowing the anger and disappointment to grow.

Now back to Facebook, although Facebook is a social network, your man should respect you on or off the computer. Respect is my pet peeve, and it is one thing I cannot compromise. Let me share something with you, “A REAL MAN” is not into Facebook more than he is work, 1st of all!?!?He should not be talking about, “You seen dude status”? That’s the behavior of a woman.

Most of all he shouldn’t be giving women his number on Facebook, nor should he conduct himself like a single man through Facebook if he is in a relationship.

Now Ladies, when you reach a certain age you “don’t sweat the small stuff” like Facebook. You demand respect of course. But, I admit many people have taken Facebook too far! Like statuses are not always people TRUE thoughts, and that relationship status DON’T MEAN SHIT!!!

A woman who wants your man doesn’t care what his relationship status is anyway! The same goes for a man who wants a woman! So, if you and your man are fighting because of his relationship status says single!!!! Break up now, save yourself the time!

People who are in relationships and Facebook is an issue, you all shouldn’t be together. How can you all handle each other hearts? How can you handle bills together? How can you all have something special when you all can’t even handle FACEBOOK ACCOUNTS!!!

And the world’s most successful people don’t have Facebook problems, do you think the CEO of your phone company was arguing over a Facebook status at 21, hell no! They were too busy becoming accomplished!!!

Meaningful Blessings,

Madam Prezident

 

 

 

Will Power

Now this Nigga say he put me in his will

But, every time I made a way there was no will

I was with him for many reasons

And it wasn’t about his sexual skills

But he was my walking ecstasy pill

Daily doses smooth as mimosas

During brunch

I enjoyed being his lunch

Every time I made a way there was no will

I stood alone in my effort

Waiting to be saved

Instead I got played

Options outweighed

My truths

Or the fractions of it

I was willing to deal with

Every time I made a way there was no will

I though God would answer my prayers

Instead the devil granted me grey hairs

While I was new in my youth

People classified it as wisdom

But I knew it was pain

Every time I made a way there was no will

We lost our fire

And his heart didn’t desire

Me

And what I had to offer

So I put in over time

Made his wishes

My command

And times he was down

I lent him more than a hand

Every time I made a way there was no will

I called his mother

I wanted to attend counseling so it could work

We tried the church

To omit this hurt

Relive me from his pain

While I was still on earth

Every time I made a way there was no will

I gave him my all

He didn’t even give me 50 percent

After consistent rejection

You’ll think I got the hint

I just knew he was heaven sent

And my life without him made no sense

Rejection and deception all on perception

I was privileged to be in his presence

I was loyal

I treated him royal

Every time I made a way there was no will

I planned my life with him in it

Couldn’t see life without him in it

Every time I made a way there was no will

I put my life in the hands of man

I lived in his myth

I should have known he wasn’t whole

They said of a man, he was only 3/5th

I always had his back

And if he left he could always come back

So, now I just deal with the facts

NEVER LOVE A NIGGA THAT DON’T LOVE YOU BACK

Because if there’s no will

It’s NO DAMN WAY

By: Madam Prezident

 

FACEBOOK SHOULD NOT BE RUINING YOUR RELATIONSHIP!!!

_MG_2992

Morning ladies, I’m listening to Beyonce’s “Dangerously in Love Cd”. You already know, B and sparked some stuff right up out of me for next week, but I’ve been thinking about today’s post for some time now.

I know Facebook is the world’s newest fad, but there is one thing Facebook has no business doing, and that is “RUINING YOUR RELATIONSHIP”.

Facebook is a social network, which I happen to love because of the intermediate connection and personable sensation. Although when you are in a relationship I find Facebook to be a little bit of a headache, but it shouldn’t be.

Women snoop around a little more than men, but men snoop around and get just as jealous as women. However if you and your man keep allowing something as frivolous as Facebook give you problems, then you all shouldn’t be together.

One thing I learned is, people will find any reason to ‘fuck with you’ when they want to bell out of a relationship. Everything gets hard; Conversation, sex, and even dining out.

When we prolong the ending of a relationship it ends much worst then it would have if both parties would have went their separate ways during the root of their differences, appose to allowing the anger and disappointment to grow.

Now back to Facebook, although Facebook is a social network, your man should respect you on or off the computer. Respect is my pet peeve, and it is one thing I cannot compromise. Let me share something with you, “A REAL MAN” is not into Facebook more than he is work, 1st of all!?!?He should not be talking about, “You seen dude status”? That’s the behavior of a woman.

Most of all he shouldn’t be giving women his number on Facebook, nor should he conduct himself like a single man through Facebook if he is in a relationship.

Now Ladies, when you reach a certain age you “don’t sweat the small stuff” like Facebook. You demand respect of course. But, I admit many people have taken Facebook too far! Like statuses are not always people TRUE thoughts, and that relationship status DON’T MEAN SHIT!!!

A woman who wants your man doesn’t care what his relationship status is anyway! The same goes for a man who wants a woman! So, if you and your man are fighting because of his relationship status says single!!!! Break up now, save yourself the time!

People who are in relationships and Facebook is an issue, you all shouldn’t be together. How can you all handle each other hearts? How can you handle bills together? How can you all have something special when you all can’t even handle FACEBOOK ACCOUNTS!!!

And the world’s most successful people don’t have Facebook problems, do you think the CEO of your phone company was arguing over a Facebook status at 21, hell no! They were too busy becoming accomplished!!!

Meaningful Blessings,

Madam Prezident

 

 

 

Will Power

Now this Nigga say he put me in his will

But, every time I made a way there was no will

I was with him for many reasons

And it wasn’t about his sexual skills

But he was my walking ecstasy pill

Daily doses smooth as mimosas

During brunch

I enjoyed being his lunch

Every time I made a way there was no will

I stood alone in my effort

Waiting to be saved

Instead I got played

Options outweighed

My truths

Or the fractions of it

I was willing to deal with

Every time I made a way there was no will

I though God would answer my prayers

Instead the devil granted me grey hairs

While I was new in my youth

People classified it as wisdom

But I knew it was pain

Every time I made a way there was no will

We lost our fire

And his heart didn’t desire

Me

And what I had to offer

So I put in over time

Made his wishes

My command

And times he was down

I lent him more than a hand

Every time I made a way there was no will

I called his mother

I wanted to attend counseling so it could work

We tried the church

To omit this hurt

Relive me from his pain

While I was still on earth

Every time I made a way there was no will

I gave him my all

He didn’t even give me 50 percent

After consistent rejection

You’ll think I got the hint

I just knew he was heaven sent

And my life without him made no sense

Rejection and deception all on perception

I was privileged to be in his presence

I was loyal

I treated him royal

Every time I made a way there was no will

I planned my life with him in it

Couldn’t see life without him in it

Every time I made a way there was no will

I put my life in the hands of man

I lived in his myth

I should have known he wasn’t whole

They said of a man, he was only 3/5th

I always had his back

And if he left he could always come back

So, now I just deal with the facts

NEVER LOVE A NIGGA THAT DON’T LOVE YOU BACK

Because if there’s no will

It’s NO DAMN WAY

By: Madam Prezident

 

YOU CAN’T HAVE MY APOLOGY:“I AIN’T FUCKING SORRY”

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Good morning, I’m listening to Trey Songz this morning. I can overindulge into something I like, like good music. I went to the studio and laid down a nice piece last night. I realize I have to work on my voice. Many times we hear people and admire their sound, but a perfect sound comes from a whole lot of practice. I’ve been enjoying this weekly studio time of trial and error.

Last night I was sitting in my living-room talking to my best friend about Love. Love is a beautiful thing. As people we’ve ruined love, with immaturity and stupid shit. However, “WE WERE CREATED OUT OF LOVE”.

I’m learning a lot about relationships from Steve Harvey’s new book, “Straight Talk, No Chaser, How to find, keep, and Understand a Man.” Don’t worry, I plan to share all the good stuff with you ladies so that you can become a man’s wife and not feel comfortable being his side piece.

I had another epiphany last night, and it was “I AIN’T FUCKING SORRY”.

In my last relationship I apologized too much. I apologized for going through his phone although I found very inappropriate text messages. I apologized for my hostile reaction to his cheating. He cheated, and I apologized for it. Talking about, “Baby I’m sorry for my anger”.

I was suppose to be angry; I had a right to be angry! I realize as women we make silly decisions just to keep someone around. I sound like a fool apologizing for my own hurt. “I apologize for you hurting me”. When you aren’t cautious, the devil will capture your common sense. You will be saying you’re sorry for an action you had nothing to do with.

I’m no longer sorry; I’m longer taking the blame for the pain caused by someone else. I’m no longer sorry for laying with a dishonest creature; I’m no longer sorry for being bruised and wounded. I’m no longer sorry for his mistakes, nor am I sorry for my reactions.

I am sorry he doesn’t know how it feels to be me, I’m sorry he kissed me after making love to someone else, and then try to make me feel sorry for it! Well, in 2011 for the rest of my life, “I’m no longer sorry”.

I’m not sorry for being me. I’m not sorry for finding out the truth. I’m not sorry for loving unconditionally. The only thing I’m apologizing to is my heart because I’m no longer sorry, but I will be very careful.

Peace

Madam Prezident

 

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A LOVE

LETTER 

TO MY

HEART

I abuse you

Misuse you

It’s my responsibility

To protect you

But I neglect you

I put him before you

When he didn’t even notice you

You help me live

And I give

You away so easily

Will you ever

Forgive me

Don’t stop pumping on me

Because I’m careless

I know he could care less

I owe you

Let me show you

How much I value you

Let me help you

Heal you

Because I love the real you

I know you were damaged

Although there are surgeons

To take you out and place you back in

Some things I won’t let them place back in

I know I gave you up so easily

But I hope you can forgive me

Because I need you

The happy

The healthy

The undamaged you

 

By: Madam Prezident

 

YOU CAN’T HAVE MY APOLOGY:“I AIN’T FUCKING SORRY”

_MG_2880

Good morning, I’m listening to Trey Songz this morning. I can overindulge into something I like, like good music. I went to the studio and laid down a nice piece last night. I realize I have to work on my voice. Many times we hear people and admire their sound, but a perfect sound comes from a whole lot of practice. I’ve been enjoying this weekly studio time of trial and error.

Last night I was sitting in my living-room talking to my best friend about Love. Love is a beautiful thing. As people we’ve ruined love, with immaturity and stupid shit. However, “WE WERE CREATED OUT OF LOVE”.

I’m learning a lot about relationships from Steve Harvey’s new book, “Straight Talk, No Chaser, How to find, keep, and Understand a Man.” Don’t worry, I plan to share all the good stuff with you ladies so that you can become a man’s wife and not feel comfortable being his side piece.

I had another epiphany last night, and it was “I AIN’T FUCKING SORRY”.

In my last relationship I apologized too much. I apologized for going through his phone although I found very inappropriate text messages. I apologized for my hostile reaction to his cheating. He cheated, and I apologized for it. Talking about, “Baby I’m sorry for my anger”.

I was suppose to be angry; I had a right to be angry! I realize as women we make silly decisions just to keep someone around. I sound like a fool apologizing for my own hurt. “I apologize for you hurting me”. When you aren’t cautious, the devil will capture your common sense. You will be saying you’re sorry for an action you had nothing to do with.

I’m no longer sorry; I’m longer taking the blame for the pain caused by someone else. I’m no longer sorry for laying with a dishonest creature; I’m no longer sorry for being bruised and wounded. I’m no longer sorry for his mistakes, nor am I sorry for my reactions.

I am sorry he doesn’t know how it feels to be me, I’m sorry he kissed me after making love to someone else, and then try to make me feel sorry for it! Well, in 2011 for the rest of my life, “I’m no longer sorry”.

I’m not sorry for being me. I’m not sorry for finding out the truth. I’m not sorry for loving unconditionally. The only thing I’m apologizing to is my heart because I’m no longer sorry, but I will be very careful.

Peace

Madam Prezident

 

 

A LOVE LETTER TO MY

HEART

I abuse you

Misuse you

It’s my responsibility

To protect you

But I neglect you

I put him before you

When he didn’t even notice you

You help me live

And I give

You away so easily

Will you ever

Forgive me

Don’t stop pumping on me

Because I’m careless

I know he could care less

I owe you

Let me show you

How much I value you

Let me help you

Heal you

Because I love the real you

I know you were damaged

Although there are surgeons

To take you out and place you back in

Some things I won’t let them place back in

I know I gave you up so easily

But I hope you can forgive me

Because I need you

The happy

The healthy

The undamaged you

 

By: Madam Prezident