Priority is the Backseat

In the dance of priorities, cash commands the lead,
I fuel the ride, supply the haze, fulfill each need.
Yet on your list, a humble back seat I find,
A familiar space, where I'm often resigned.
Paying for gas, for smokes, for fleeting highs,
My contributions linger beneath worldly ties.
Yet I've dwelled in this shadow, a constant embrace,
Expecting change, a futile hopeful chase.

Echo of Trucks Erase the Memory of Your Face

Life gifts twists, 

in shadows, we drift,

Each day I pass where your journey did end

A torture so mine, 

through memories' rift,

Some days I float, 

others, I can't lift.

Echo of trucks erase memory of your face,

Wishing for routes, 

to escape this place.

Tears blend with rain without a trace,

Your absence a void, 

time can't erase.

To forget I just stay in my lane

Avoiding the spot, 

brings no gain

Each morning’s drive, 

revives the pain,

In the left lane's safety, 

keeps me sane.

Did you find peace, 

in that final breath?

Loose ends tied, 

as you danced with death.

A truck, a moment, 

sealed our fate,

Leaving scars, 

no time can abate.

Your battle’s end, 

a struggle so deep,

Left a driver haunted, 

in eternal sleep.

Your choice, a weight, 

in my heart, it creeps,

Ashes to wind, 

the sea gently sweeps.

In the slow lane of life, 

where spirits weep,

I hope you found calm, 

a rest so deep.

Every truck’s roar, 

your memory it keeps,

In the heart of I-5, 

where your spirit sleeps.

"Keep Looking Up " A Poem for my son

The gift that I am metaphorically illustrating with this digital art is confidence in your own abilities, belief in self and faith to persevere and keep trying. This is the gift I would like to give my son, the brightest star in my sky.

Jamison, if at first you don't succeed... Tye, Tye Again!!!!! (Shoes, that is) I love you more than all the fish in the sea, all the people on land and all the stars in the Sky and all the way to the moon and back too!

This original digital art was created on my Samsung Galaxy Note 10.1" Tablet (2013 Edition) using Photoshop Touch, Autodesk Sketchbook Pro and PicsArt!

This is an original poem and artwork. Do not reproduce without permission.

Child you left behind

Child You Left Behind

Oh, high and mighty, perched so falsely

Upon a throne of fabrications, so costly

In a mist of self-deceit, you dwell

Casting on me faults, in your own spell

Believing your own lies, a heart so cold

Aiming to taint mine, in the mold you hold

In despising others, you reveal your own plight

Mirroring the flaws in you, hidden from sight

Tearing me apart, is tearing at your core

Your life, a masquerade, seeking more and more

Craving attention, sympathy's deceitful queen

Manipulating your court, unseen and unclean

No longer shall I pity your twisted game

Your aim to ruin, in your quest for fame

I reject being your scapegoat in disdain

Refusing to partake in your deceptive chain

You've reaped what you sowed, in comfort you bask

Achieved through deception, behind a mask

Your judgmental gaze, cold and sharp

Nothing I do satisfies, nothing can warp

Constantly belittling, with a hidden envy

Seeking to lower me, to uplift thee

You call me crazy, perhaps it's true

A madness you sparked, in the shadows you brew

Abandoned in youth, a spectacle for show

Public affection, yet love, you never bestow

A child kept out of spite, yearning for your grace

Understanding now, it's a fruitless chase

Your indifference cuts deep, a forgotten seed

I'm the child you left behind, a heart left to bleed

By Stacy M Price

Published December 21, 2023

 

I thought You Knew (Duet)

I thought you knew,

In my heart, 

It's always been you.

Through the storms,

Through the blue,

I'll speak the truth,

Pure and true.

If loving yourself is too tough,

I'll reclaim that part of me,

Enough's enough.

Can't wade through your personal hell,

If you can't care for yourself well.

I'll safeguard it, 

Put it on high,

Leave it for another 

With a healthier sky.

Forever waiting,

Under love's spell,

For a love that outshines 

The stories we tell.

You should probably know,

It's always, always been you.

From the very start, I knew,

You'd be the keeper of my heart, so true.

You and me, till the end of days,

In this dance of love, we sway.

Cause, darling, it's always been you.

Remember that night in February's glow,

My leggings torn, and you, all aglow.

That saucy look, oh, how it did show,

A spark ignited, a fiery flow.

In that moment, so bold and new,

Decided, this feeling, too good to eschew.

Not just friends, but a flame to pursue,

Oh, how the sparks fly, in all that we do.

You should probably know,

It's always, always been you.

From the start, this heart you drew,

In our forever, this love rings true.

All along, as my closest friend,

By my side, on you, I depend.

Tried to dodge the feelings' blend,

Yet, in our cravings, we transcend.

Inevitable, like the morning dew,

Together, adorable, 

Through and through.

My Father's Eulogy (A poem I wrote to start the eulogy)

Life is a puzzle. 

As we go on our journey, we collect pieces to later put together. 

Some pieces are people we love or places we've lived 

and others are events or experiences we've had along the way. 

Each and every little piece carves and shapes 

who we are and who we will become as a person. 

Each piece contributes to the whole picture. 

Slowly, as we collect each piece and find where it fits into our puzzle, 

the big picture starts to take shape and it all begins to make sense. 

When it's all put together, we feel complete. 

Our life has run its course and it's time to move on to a better place.

Sometimes, life is cut short and that person's puzzle is left unfinished. 

Despite that, they may have impacted many others and become a piece of their puzzles.  

Through the pieces they leave behind

those lost too soon, will live on. 

They will be remembered for what they shared with others

and the relationships they built. 

My father's puzzle was almost whole but

We will never know how it may have turned out

Life is a puzzle and sometimes it just can't be solved.

Thank you Mom! (A poem by MalibuNinja)

My son & I

Thank you Mom 

For teaching me right from wrong,
And feeding me so I could grow strong.
For reading to me despite your yawns,
And singing to me your favorite songs.
For patching me up when I'd scrape along,
And making me feel like I belong.

Thank you Mom

For building me up when I feel small,
And picking me up when I fall.
For guiding me since I could crawl,
And inspiring me when I hit a wall.
For loving me even if I'm a goofball,
And answering me whenever I call. 

Most of all thanks for being my friend.

My Grandmother (AKA GG) & my son

My mother (AKA Lala) & my son

My foster mom,  Cindy & my son

Happy Mother's Day!

"My Human Mirror" Lyrics Originally posted September 2013

Have you ever met someone (not related to you) that is so similar to you that it scares you? Someone who shares the same personality, habits, mannerisms? If this happens what do you call that person?  How about your human mirror?

I met my human mirror about two years ago. My feelings are still mixed about this man, kind of a love/hate relationship.  Some days we could spend all day having a great time together and other days we couldn't stand each other. This is a song I wrote about that experience.

WHEN I LOOK AT YOU, I SEE ME 

SCARY TO SEE YOURSELF

REFLECTED IN SOMEONE ELSE

WE ARE THE SAME, IN SO MANY WAYS

KNOWING YOU IS... KNOWING ME

BLIND IF YOU DON’T SEE

YOU ARE ME TO A "T"

~~Chorus~~

I SEE IN YOU THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT ME

YOU WILL ALWAYS STAND OUT IN A CROWD 

EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS LOUD AND PROUD 

EVEN WHEN YOU ATTEMPT YOU CANNOT BLEND 

CAST A SHADOW ON ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS 

I SEE IN YOU THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT ME 

TO BE SURER, I GET NEARER 

YOU ARE MY HUMAN MIRROR 

AT FIRST, THRILLING TO DISCOVER 

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OUR SIMILARITIES ARE CEASELESS

WORKED TO FIX OUR BROKEN PIECES

LEARNED WHO I AM EVALUATING YOU 

NOW ENLIGHTENED, TO SELF BE TRUE 

NOW BETTER PEOPLE, BRAND NEW 

YOU CAN INFUSE A RAINY DAY WITH SUNSHINE 

BUT I KNOW THE DARKNESS YOU HIDE INSIDE 

YOU AND ME ARE ALWAYS APOLOGIZING 

DONE NOTHING BUT GUILT IS RISING 

IF A SOULS IN NEED OF A KIND DEED 

WE GIVE THEM IT ALL UNTIL WE BLEED 

SHOULD LEARN BUT NEVER TAKE HEED, 

TOO NICE WE FALL VICTIM TO DECEPTION

~~Chorus~~

I SEE IN YOU THE THINGS I HATE ABOUT ME 

YOU DO WHATEVER WITHOUT QUESTION 

JUST EXPECTING EVERY ONE'S INGESTION 

MOST SWALLOW IT HOOK, LINE AND SINKER 

ALL WRAPPED UP ON YOUR LITTLE FINGER 

I SEE IN YOU THE THINGS I HATE ABOUT ME 

SELF-REFLECTION, WORSE THAN HORROR 

YOU ARE MY HUMAN MIRROR 

AT LAST, A NIGHTMARE TO BEHOLD

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GO AHEAD TRY TO CONCEAL YOUR TRUE SELF

HIDE YOURSELF FROM EVERYONE ELSE 

STILL CAN'T HIDE FROM YOUR MIRROR

IT WILL ALWAYS REFLECT YOU BACK

TRY AS YOU MIGHT YOU CAN'T FOOL YOURSELF

LET THEM SAY YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH 

DON’T BELIEVE IT, THEY CAN'T MEASURE UP

WHEN YOUR GAME OF CHARADES IS DONE

SEEK ME OUT, I WILL FORGIVE YOUR ERRORS

ABOVE ALL ELSE, I'LL LET YOU BE YOURSELF

MY HUMAN MIRROR, ISN'T IT ALL CLEARER

EVERY MIRROR, EVERY WINDOW OR PUDDLE 

EVERY REFLECTION IT'S ME YOU SEE

I WILL REMIND YOU WITHOUT ANY TROUBLE

IT'S ME WHO KNOWS YOU LIKE NO ONE OTHER

© 2013 Stacy M Price (AKA MalibuNinja)

It's a Geek Girl Revolution!!!! GEEKS R CHIC!! Especially the female variety!!!

Recently it has become trendy to be a “Geek Girl”. I discovered this while I was reading some articles online. I came across an article about this "Geek Girl" movement. I learned that geeky chicks (intelligent, gaming and/or technology oriented women) are awesome! I mean, I already knew that, but it seems the rest of the world is catching on to this fact.

Maybe your geekery is something you have attempted to conceal in the past? Well, no need to hide it now. Let your freak flag fly for all to see!

So, HEY LADIES(Those of you who are nerdy, smart, goofy and are into sci-fi, comics, gaming and/or technology)!!!! TAKE NOTE:

FACT 1:     You are a nerd/dork/geek…
FACT 2:     It’s now cool to be a nerd/dork/geek!
Fact 1 + Fact 2= Your a cool ass chick!

Welcome to the “in” crowd! You are now a member of the CHIC ÜBER GEEK Crew!!!! (I MADE THAT UP, JUST NOW)

Okay so now that the celebration is out the way… I have one major issue with this whole Geek Girl Revolution and that is:
 (DRUMROLL PLEASE……)

I despise, reject and ABSOLUTELY avoid all things trendy and aspire TO BE the complete opposite of TRENDY!

The world is full of followers it’s like no one can think for themselves. All these brainless drones just DO WHATEVER THEY ARE TOLD OR WHAT EVERYONE ELSE IS DOING! Like a giant herd of sheep!!!

I refuse to be ordinary, only extraordinary!

So I am torn between avoiding trends and being who I am. I am totally and Utterly a geek girl but now that is trendy. Am I or Aren’t I, that is the Question! Also by choosing to be the opposite of trendy I have started a (or built upon an existing) trend… ??????

I ignore fashion trends, don’t watch television. Most of the time I am in the dark when it comes to what is “in” right now. I wear what I like and/or what looks good on me and is appropriate to the situation. I don’t buy a certain brand of jeans because others think it’s cool, I buy jeans if they make my butt look good and they are reasonably priced.

I wear lime green and bright blue eyeliner, even though I've been told that it is a no-no, especially for a woman my age. I adore crazy hats, my favorite being a giant frog head knit hat with a glitter encrusted tongue sticking out (See picture). I wear offensive t-shirts whenever I want, my favorite being a tee shirt with “Frock You” emblazoned across it, to which I added some sparkles (Frock is a dress shop in Seattle that Johnie & I visited after I aced my mortgage licensing exams).

Sometimes I can offend people without even opening my mouth just because of what I wear or how I look.

I don't EVER wear anything because it’s what everyone else is wearing!!! I don’t pick up new hobbies because it’s what others do or what they think I should do. Don’t get me wrong, I am open to new products, experiences and hobbies. If someone shows me something I like, I am not opposed to adopting it into my arsenal of favorites. I will however only do this because I like it not because it’s what is socially acceptable or expected of me. If something is expected of me I usually tend to do the opposite.. Even as a child I would choose the road less traveled.

I don't care what most people think of me! It's the most freeing feeling when you can just let go and be yourself. Now, I care about what my loved ones think of me but they are also more willing to accept me as who I am.

The majority of humans that I come into contact with judge me based on ignorant surface observations. Some common assumptions: I am skinny so I must not eat, I am blonde so I must be dumb, I have tattoos so I must be a criminal! The truth is that I can put away quite a bit of food (especially cookies!), anyone who knows me will tell you that I am very intelligent and I have a clean criminal history, not a spot on my record!!!

These assumptions sound pretty absurd but it’s a knee jerk reaction for most to judge others based on so little. No one takes the time to learn anything concrete about who you are inside before passing judgment on you. That is exactly why I don't value other's opinion of me.

I actually get a kick out of people’s reactions to me. With my freak flag flying proudly people either duck and cover or they come out of the woodwork to talk to me. People either love me or hate me, they are either entertained and fascinated or completely disgusted by who I am. One thing I can say is that: I am always me, nothing more and nothing less.

I hope this whole Geek Girl trend does not create a bunch of fake she-nerds! I can just see a horde of insecure chicks rushing out to by glasses, gaming systems and computer equipment to imitate us. Might be good for the economy but bad for true geek girls.

I guess if they do try out the geek style, maybe some of them will actually find themselves buried under all the trendy bullshit. Once the avalanche is cleared away they may realize they have been a girly geek all along and just covered it up. Either that or all these “wannabe” geeks will totally ruin the name “geek girl” for the rest of us that are true to our geekery and always have been.

I have pretty much considered myself a geek for as long as I can remember but for sure I HAVE BEEN ONE from the moment I laid my fingers across my first keyboard, way back in the DOS days… I was probably plenty geeky before then but that would have been my defining "geek girl" moment...

Somehow I instinctively knew how to operate my mother’s computer (when I was probably 7 or 8) without any prior knowledge except playing Oregon Trail in the school library. I was enthralled with any machine I was able to use and my interest only grew as time went on.

When I was 12 my mother bought me my very own desktop with all the bells and whistles available at the time (She really couldn't afford it but I think she charged it to my ex-step dad’s Sears account, Oops!!!). I even had a feed through style compact scanner! So I of course got online and started messing around with chat rooms and the infancy of social media platforms.

Since then I have taught myself hundreds of programs, built databases from the ground up, built websites, tried my hand at various types of coding, fixed so many computers I couldn’t count them all, given a ton of computing advise and done my fair share of “hacking” this and that.

“Considering it’s "in" to be a geek now, Do I get geek girl seniority???”

I don't want to toot my own horn but I could run circles around most chicks (or dudes for that matter) when it comes to computers in most any capacity (software, html, coding, hardware, repair, diagnosis, etc.) See the photo above… I think this proves how much of a nerd I am… I have pretty much every file I have ever worked with or created on any of my personal computers since about 2000… Of course it’s all archived but available if I needed to access something.

In my research on the “Geek Girl” topic I came across a lot of “Fake Geek Girls” or mention of impersonations. That led me to thinking about why people pretend to be something or someone they are not, why just being themselves isn't good enough.

It’s strange how so many people (online) try to distinguish themselves from the masses. Some just exaggerate themselves to appear cool(er). Others create elaborate alter egos or even worse, they take on the identity of someone they wish they were more like. All because they don’t love themselves as they are.

When out in public in the real world, those same people try to blend in and not be noticed. Shy, self-conscious and meek here in the real world… Weird right??

The anonymity and false sense of security that the internet provides allows people to pretend they are outgoing, social individuals. They must believe that their internet alter ego is completely separate from themselves. That sense of separation must give them guts that they don't have in reality…

Does anyone remember that show “Freaks and Geeks”?

It aired starting in 1999 and the setting was a high school in the mid-west? in the early 80’s. It centered around Lindsay (dark haired girl in the photo) who didn't really fit in so she hung with the “freaks”, her little brother hangs with the “geeks”. The show was genius but for some reason only ran for a season or maybe half of the second season before it was cancelled. I think it should have continued on. It was one of those great shows no one knew about until it was too late!

Thanks for reading! Please leave a comment, I would love to hear your thoughts on the Geek Girl subject!

Just your average dumb blonde

 For most of my life people have assumed me to be a typical dumb blonde.  They have labeled me as stupid and useless without any investigation. I won't lie, I have had my fair share of blonde moments (I will be the first to point them out and joke about them, when they occur) but not enough to be judged and dismissed so quickly.

Blank Cover = Dumb

Judging a book by it's cover, people have decided they can walk all over me and I wouldn't even realize what they were doing much less take action to stop it. 

Often Offensive, Never Offended, Except for now!

I am not easily displeased by anything or anyone I am exposed to in my life.  Almost nothing I see or hear shocks me.  I am mostly unflappable unless you are speaking poorly about those I love, of course.

In fact, I am almost never offended by what other people say or do because it has no affect on me.  I usually have a difficult time understanding why people around me get offended so easily by silly actions or meaningless thoughts voiced out loud.  Most things that others find insulting, I find amusing or downright hilarious!

In addition to my inability to become insulted by others, I have a talent for repulsing people by what I say, do or sometimes just by what my shirt says on it.  I often offend or irritate people unintentionally, apparently I have a sick sense of humor.  Random people seem to love to eavesdrop on my conversations therefore overhearing me say something displeasing to them.   Rarely do they hear the full conversation or grasp the context of what was said but that doesn't stop them from passing judgement on me.

However, today I found myself to be outraged by this reprehensible suggestion posted on http://likes.com/comedy/classic-April-fools-pranks?page=5.  I am actually embarrassed to belong to the same gender as the kind of people who would pull this prank.  I do want to apologize (on behalf of all women) to any men who have been though this kind of torture.

WHEN I CAME ACROSS THE FOLLOWING "PRANK" I WAS THOROUGHLY ENRAGED THAT ANYONE WOULD CONSIDER FAKING A PREGNANCY AS AN AMUSING JOKE!

I am not even sure how I wound up on that particular site.  Although, a "funniest April Fools Day prank slide show" seemed like a good way to waste a few minutes and kill a few brain cells out of sheer stupidity.

Any "woman" who even thinks about performing this "prank" pregnancy should be forcibly sterilized! And then committed to the nearest psych ward for a full mental evaluation.  Or even worse than a prank, when a woman fakes a pregnancy then later fakes a miscarriage.  I have no respect for these women, in fact I have nothing but complete and utter disgust for them.

That is all,  that's my two cents on the matter.

The Difference is Why...

"They laugh because I am different... I laugh because they're all the same! I'm proud to be a geek but I am no sheep!" -Malibu Ninja

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SoulPancake Activities - The Difference is Why- 1 month ago
Quiet people listen more. Shorter people are more grounded. Bookworms are more well-read.  Wallflowers smell better. OK, maybe not necessarily that last one.
Embrace your inner oddball. List all of the best things about being different.

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I am not capable of being ordinary, only extraordinary. I have always been a little different.  Like a mis-matched shoe that is obvious to anyone who cares to look. 

Have never followed the path those before me have beaten but instead set out on my own to blaze a new trail.  I can’t say that it was always the best option but it was always my decision, rarely influenced by anyone or anything outside of myself.  My route was not the path of least resistance but most of the time it was that of most resistance and often my own choices kicked me in the ass and punched me in the eye!

The Forking Fiasco of Dongle-Gate Revisited

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"Everything, Anything, Something, Nothing"

I choose to be your girl, meet all your needs with my one body

I want to be your thrill, the reason you feel a tingling chill

I need to be your world, the axis that you revolve around

I wish to be your light, when it’s dark and around you it draws tight

Because, because, because…

Baby, you are mine, you are my thrill,my spine tingling chill

You are mine, you are my whole world, spinning around you forever

Baby, you are my light when all is dark and I’ve lost my way

Dear Mankind **WIZ-DUMB PAI**

“True success is achieved when you stop trying to empress others and start believing in yourself” –Johnie Pai

Dear Mankind,

You always want what you can't have. You think you need more then you truly need to sustain life. Apparently you can't tell the difference between needs and wants. Your priorities consist of you and all your needs/wants, nothing of substance and no one of importance. You always want more, more than you already possess, more than all the money in the world could buy. Your gluttonous display of excess is not enough and no matter how many expensive things you collect none of it will ever be enough for you to be satisfied.

"Being a Loner is Usually Best"

The golden rule has been trashed

All alone I stand in protest

Face it, the world is full of unrest

Wars, Genocide, Hatred manifest

Evil prevails, Goodness suppressed

Malevolence rules, humans digressed

Seems a little hopeless I must confess

~~~~~~~~~CHORUS~~~~~~~~~~~~

Being a loner is usually best

Evil fools you, lies expressed

Intentions you misunderstood

Becoming a victim of theft

All your innocence they took

Being a loner is almost always best

Alone is so much easier to digest

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Flashbacks to Vid-Idiot Adolescence

WARNING: Old School NES Electric Guitar May Induce Flashbacks to Vid-Idiot Adolescent Days!

NES console (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I grew up playing the original Nintendo Entertainment System, if I remember correctly it debuted the year I turned 6.  When I was allowed to play I would keep playing until my thumbs ached and blistered or I feel asleep sitting up with a controller in my hand. Back then we didn't have the luxury of saving our game and picking it up where we left off later...  So I learned to play video games marathon style, pausing only for bathroom breaks and to eat quicker than I ever did under any other circumstances.

Note Taking Device Attached To Your Arm

When the Note Taking Device Attached To Your Arm Isn't Good Enough To Meet Your Demands…   Where Do You Turn?

Smile 12 a (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My original, tried and true note taking app is  not really what comes to mind when you hear "app" because it's attached to my arm: I'm talking about my hand!!!  Technically you put a pen in your hand and APPLY it to the paper to write, right?  So it can be called an app...  Anyways...

So, writing by hand is slow and it’s difficult to go back and edit what you have written without completely re-writing it all.  With all the notes I take I would have to carry around a ton of paper or binders or notebooks to be able to access needed notes whenever I required the information. 

So instead, I take notes on my computer.  I used to keep notes in Word but those files are large and it’s difficult to keep it all organized in different files and folders and such.  So, I use two note taking applications religiously; one being Microsoft's OneNote and the other being SpringPad, a browser based Notebook.

"Changeling"

CHANGELING 

WRITTEN BY STACY M PRICE

~Verse 1~ 

When my world was dim 

You appeared /out of ~nowhere~ 

Turned my life into, a whirlwind, And I fell 

~Helpless~ to your~ snare~ 

You brought me all that I need 

To your ~positivity~ / I ~concede~ 

Your shining light, Saved me from despair 

And was the answer / to all my prayers 

~~~~~CHORUS~~~~~

Oh Changeling 

How you changed me 

The true you I couldn't see 

Forever hidden behind a mask 

Should have had the sense to ask 

Oh Changeling 

How was I so blind? 

Cause I just laid back 

And watched you 

Perpetrate your crime 

~~Verse 2~~ 

Your seductive nature has lead 

Me astray / while you leech off me 

You took so much pride, in consuming mine

And still~ I Remained / Devoted 

Was fooled by false emotions 

Like you drugged me / with ~magic potion~ 

You are the evil fruit, of a poison tree 

Believe me to be weak / but I disagree 

**~~** Repeat Chorus **~~** 

~~~Verse 3~~~ 

You’re a user, but still useless 

Just stand back and watch you 

Shapeshift your life, No better than a drifter 

Chameleon constantly changing 

Seize control like a ~Machiavellian~ 

You cut through me like a knife 

Almost ended my young life

You’re a parasite, depleting all reserves

Someday you’ll get punished / just what you deserve

**~~** Repeat Chorus **~~**

~~~~Verse 4~~~~

You call out my name, Beckoning,

I pretend I didn't hear

you will get your day of reckoning

No regrets, refuse to allow any more tears

~Eventually~ you will repay your debts

You are a piece of work, a freak show

Be sure to charge admission fee

Would be the first time you made money honestly

♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆

Mostly everyone has met a Changeling and later regretted it. A Changeling is a shape-shifter, so to speak, the kind of person who spends their whole lives acting out roles, manipulating and playing games. No one ever sees who a changeling really is inside because of their "masks". They set up elaborate charades all designed to make others bend to their will and give them what they want. They work very hard to make sure they don't have to actually work hard.


This song is about human leeches who alter their appearance, hobbies, values, beliefs and anything else necessary to land them a specific target's affection. They leech all they can from the target, money, cars and so on. They then move in, live off of them and slowly bleed them dry. When there is nothing left to take, they reinvent themselves again and secure the next victim before leaving the current one completely broken and alone. Sociopaths, they don't feel remorse, guilt or shame...


Watch out, if you let them in your life, Changelings will destroy you!

© 2013 Stacy M Price (AKA MalibuNinja)

"I Say What I Mean, I Mean What I Say"

"I say what I mean, I mean what I say"Lyrics By Malibu Ninja
*~*Chorus*~*

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NOTE:  This is a work in progress & still needs a ton of editing.
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When women talk, Most men just block

Understandable when all you hear is bawk bawk bawk

Why listen? She doesn't Say what she means

Expected to decipher And somehow glean

What's going on in her head? Anything?

Why so many words?  To say nothing at all

Spare me your speech It has no meaning

What it is you want?  A big fat brawl?

Quit beating the bush  Get down to biz

Please be honest and Tell it like it is

I say what I mean, I mean what I say

Expect the truth, won't tolerate grey

Won't lie or double speak
Must be some sort of freak

If I fuck up, I fess up
Won't point the finger

Put you through the ringer

Not two faced, I've got but one,
Won't cheat, nor allow reruns

Hate the games they play
Blame him, Blame her...  all day

Can't we just meet halfway?

I say what I mean, I mean what I say

As long as we speak true, we'll be okay

I will never tell you What you want to hear 
To get what I want, Why fake tears? 

Spin webs? Pump your ego?

If that's what you need
Sorry amigo, I'm not that girl

If you want fake
You’d better just go away

I Don’t Lie, then try to cover it up

Get all caught up until I'm stuck

Guarantee I won't make
You chase your tail

I am so blunt
You may call me a c%*t

I think like a guy, But look like a girl

I am what every man wants, I am real

I love football and can fix almost anything

I am sexy but don't do bling bling

The perfect catch 
Don't fish for compliments

Will never ask you
If my butt looks big

© 2013 Stacy M Price (AKA MalibuNinja)