I'mma need some o' my space back!

I cant let you keep walking away wit
All these pieces o me.
My voice & surety.
My wholeness.
The strength of my plight.
Chippin off my soul for your pleasure
& ignorin' my delight.
Packing up my voice & my songs.
Tradin' in my rights for your wrongs.
I'mma need some o' my space back...
Some o' my time.
I need some o that light to shine.
I can't let you keep stuffin my peace
into your dirty drawers.
All messy and stained full of trouble
& disdain.
Cuffed up & puffed out life a foreign
full moon.
I need some o' my space back!
Some up & down...
Some o' my round & round.
You keep walkin' off with my Armani
& my hand.
My Ferragamos fit your feet.
I'm standin' in sure quick/sand.
I can't keep lettin' you twist out my light bulbs
& leave me in the dark.
You comin' near me after you've placed me so far?
I keep ironing you shirts,
When I only wear wrinkle free.
I can't take my time and out it
Inside your pity!
I'mma need some space back.
Runnin' thru my candles and wearin' out my
tire tread.
I keep holdin' up your shelves
& my foundation is wearin' thin.
I need some o' my space.
I have no more lemonade or candy corn.
No maple syrup for my french toast.
But you keep feasting
on my saps.
I'mma need some o' my space
and my bulbs back!
I keep sweepin' out cho ashes
& polishin yo glass.
I need some space back.
I wanna iron for me.
I wanna sing for me.
I wanna have some light.
I'mma need some o' my space back!
I can't even keep helium in my own balloons...
Breathing air into your life...
I need some o' my space back.
You keep grabbin' shoes outta my closet
so you can walk yo' punk ass all over me?
Even if it's slippers...
It's all too brutal to tell.
Got my hard drive clogged up wit images
o' you.
I need some o' my space back!
I wanna hold up curtains against my walls
& paint my own damn ceilings.
But, I been spendin my time sweepin your floors,
Dustin yo rooms
& pushin our order onto your shores.
I'mma need some o' my space back!
You no different to me than runnin' into a street thug.
Least I never trusted him to
watch me
protect me
keep me warm...
All... my oil is in your lamps.
All my sand is in your glass.
You just a dirty pimp
That's got no real interest in this ho..
no more than the next!
I'mma need some o' my space back!
Ruinin my highs,
Helpin me get low.
I needed you, intently.
But, all you wanted was my space.
Which, I'm gon' need back,
Fool!
Sittin' up at night,
Massagin you and washin
yo feet in Earth oils.
Crowding in on me til you was... my
whole.
world.
Friends gone,
Hope stalled.
No one here but you.
Big & stretched out.
Like puffy clouds.
You've taken over me...
My pimp.
I'mma need some o' my space back!
You fill me up like gas,
Familiar & uncomfortable.
& I can't push you out.
I really need some o' my space back!
I been tuffin' down jerky
& feedin yo ass rib/eye.
& you been like a wolf!
Violent & greedy...
wit my time
wit my space.
Save some for me man?
I ain't never wore a dress,
But, I crouched down & made myself
a big ole pussy for you.
Wet
& warm
& tight.
Thrilled up fa you delight!
Stayin' up late,
Rubbin yo shoulders
& clipping yo toenails.
Ain't had a manicure myself.
& you still leavin' wit my real life.
My whole space!
I'mma need some o' my space back.
I hope you figure it all out,
Like I have.
This whole thing is
Ass backwards &
all too wack.
Move on outta o' these walls fool.
I'mma need some o' my space back!

Jason Christopher Johnson
November 28, 2010