~8 Mile!~
In reference again to Eminem and his role in the movie 8 Mile! Maybe one day soon we will get to work together in something and use this piece in whatever we act or sing in together and or produce as a result of our combined efforts! A Girl can always hope! :-)
~ 8 Mile ~
(A Rap Song?) :-)
I'm not that kind of girl,
I don't work that way
I'm not trying to get pregnant
'because' I'm 38 years (old?)
The time I wanted to have
your children in
has been and gone;
My love for you
was so strong
I'm sorry you'll never know the difference
because of what you did wrong.
I'm tattoos and piercings
And colored hair,
I'm fast cars;
High heels, short skirts
and tight clothes.
And a really excellent Mother
Something yours will never know;
I wanted to be pregnant when I was 30
So now I have nothing to do,
because I've given away
one of 2...
And the oldest she's almost through.
I would have had 5,6, or 8 with you
I don't understand settling down,
But meeting you was the only time I ever wanted too
Loving you!
I'm free to go
to travel the world
by plane, car, & boats
You know;
There's a world I'd rather
go see,
Then sit down to tea with your parents
like I'm old and we are friends or something?
I don't want to sit around in silence, next to someone you
'THINK' loves you,
In a house forever
Watching T.V.
I'd rather be the movie you see.
I'm not from from Delta B.C.
Or Winnipeg Mb.
I'm not 53 and I'm not going to act that old yet.
Life isn't over simply because two people meet,
I've been on the streets of Canada for 25 years;
How can 'I' have a home until I go find it?
Something I was trying to teach you right away,
something I wanted us to do together
If you had given your heart to me,
If you had stayed or come back right away.
I sat on a hill for 6 days staring down at the corner
waiting for the man of my dreams to rescue me with his words.
“Did you mean now? Did you want me to come to Winnipeg now?”
And the girl with a sun burnt face, lashes on her feet with a hot pipe in her
hand and fresh brillo would have said, “YES, NOW!”
A girl who lost her room over meeting you
Someone you never thought to console,
A heart you never took time to consider
when you threw her a meatless bone.
“You should quit, you said, (but you didn't say WHAT or WHEN?)
I play guitar, you said,
You're not going to make me come to Winnipeg are you? You said.”
And the day after the fun was over, you shrugged your shoulders at me
Like that kiss and those words didn't matter TOO 'ME'.
You left me for dead in the Cobolt Hotel,
but I pulled threw from the seizure I had from meeting you,
I went to Winnipeg and waited to see you
and didn't understand, I didn't believe you had the right
to change your mind on my heart, when you were the one that made it
start.
If I hadn't met you I would have been fine,
but my body and soul will now NEVER GET OVER what you left it to live
through.
Something has died inside of me,
An answer that YOU weren't strong enough to see
was simply as easy as staying with me.
Why wasn't I allowed to come where you stay
and ask the same favor,
That's what adventure and discovery are for,
or how else do people fall in love?
What is white trash like me supposed to do
to get thru to an 'UPPER' Middle Class SHELTERED suburbanite like you,
that you have to leave where you are
to know where you're from,
and since the whole dam Country has been MY SPACE
How do 'I' GROW?
If you know the answer
Please let me know,
Maybe things would have gone different
8 yrs ago;
If this were made clear when you met me
understanding where we stood;
Before you shrugged your shoulders over
what I was asking you!
I'm tired of snow & cold air,
Cloudy weather
and too much rain.
I just wanted to be with you,
I just wanted us to fall in love.
I gave you love and you gave me hate,
It wasn't your parents I was trying to date
The first time I met your parents was already
to late,
What was there to negotiate?
I had already been married and divorced and had a child of my own,
I didn't need to be pampered, or rescued, I didn't need to sleep in their
home.
You left me to have to find a way to LIVE through all the PAIN,
of what it meant to JUST MEET YOU;
How do I make it fair about what you didn't care
enough about (me) to get right?
I wanted to go hunting, and watch birds,
I wanted to go swimming,
I wanted to go back to school,
I wanted to FINISH GROWING-UP WITH YOU!
I miss you,
But I don't look back
I've been on the streets for far to long to understand
life like you,
Your world is small
and I deserve better
then that,
I deserve to be loved and respected;
I want Valentines and anniversary gifts
I want picnics and all kinds of surprises.
I'm finished crying over the things you didn't do for me,
It takes 7 years to get over each broken heart
and it's now been 8 ½ since I've seen you
Any questions?
So I sit and write the words that tell the story of my life,
One song, one rap, one poem, one story at a time.
8 mile
Something you don't understand,
Something about me
You didn't see,
Through the choice of actions that I've taken.
I came to finally understand after Sara was born
that I have to be a whole person first
before anyone can love me:
So I'm not the only one in a relationship of 2,
doing all the work;
otherwise you don't know me
and I'm in bed with
Walls, silence and lies.
I won't do that; lie down in death
when my life isn't over yet.
I wish you the best as you find a way to move on
From my white trash
and this LOVE SONG?
Not many Women
Will marry a guy
whose only grown up to be his Mother,
that's to INCESTUAL FOR ME.
A Guy without a drivers license at 38?
Were we supposed to WALK, RIDE a bus or Skytrain
every time we went on a date?
Watching you live without ID or holding down a job
told me how many years 'YOU' should have used,
You haven't learned a thing from the experience
But I will tell you what I was trying to get through to you,
A man's job is to love a woman
Failing to do that he has no job;
that's how much I was made for you,
as you live without a car, a house, a credit card and work.
But I'll say this much for you
For the time I spent with you
at least you're not a slob!
Thanks for folding your clothes on the chair,
while taking a shower in my hotel
without asking whether or not I'd like to join you
while you were there?
Last I checked cleaning a HOUSE when your a man is not employment.
I didn't want to be in a relationship with a 'MAN' Maid
I wanted a boyfriend,
A best-friend
not just a room-mate.
Being your Mother, with good looks and 'thinking' that you're
nice isn't enough to care for someone, that won't get you to far.
It takes work to establish a life
The kind of dreams you want to make real
Climbing the mountains of life,
Generating results
That takes money to do;
I loved myself all the way through,
more than you love yourself today
I loved myself enough to know
I don't want to live with any more regrets
But you will always be in my words,
I will never stop thinking about you;
Simply 'because'...
We Met!
About the Creator
Jennifer Cooley
I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!


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