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Look into my eyes

You think  you know me
You think that this was destiny
You think that you and I were supposed to be for eternity
But I didn't think I deserved all your love.
You were the perfect guy sent straight from up above.
And to tell the truth I didn't know how to be honest with you.
I asked myself what I was supposed to do.
I've told you so many times
How I'd like nothing more than to call you mine
Wanted you to stay by my side
You were always on my mind.

And even right now, I still feel the same way
Even though I still have very little to say.
There were times, I said to myself you were the one
Looking back at all the crazy things that we done
My friends thought I was stupid staying with you for this long
but I told them that this is were I belong
Now I can't see that anymore
Gattah open up another door
See what's out there left for me
Maybe I'll come back if this is really meant to be

Look into my eyes
Look at what's hidden beneath this disguise
The girl you used to know, now needs sometime alone to grow.
I have no idea were im going, or if this was even true
But know that I will always have feelings so strong for you
You were the one I thought would last
Longer than anyone from my past
We were lovers till the end
Now I hope you'll be my friend

I remember the moments, when it was just you and I
Saying goodbye to you, makes me wanna cry
I've tried too see this through
Thinking constantly about you
I love you so much but it's time to finish what we started
Even though i know it's gonna leave both of us broken-hearted

Look into my eyes
Look at what's hidden beneath this disguise
The girl you used to know, now needs sometime alone to grow.
I have no idea were im going, or if this was even true
But know that I will always have feelings so strong for you
You were the one I thought would last
Longer than anyone from my past
We were lovers till the end
Now I hope you'll be my friend

When we first met
Didn't think you'd be so important to me
Everything just felt so comfortable, so open and so free
Now you got issues to figure out
I got issues too
Maybe we'll get back together
Start again and see this through
Cause there's a part of me that's dreadin' going through all this again with somebody new.
I'll admit it was fun until it got towards the end
Don't know why something so good, became harder to comprehend
My life will never be the same, knowing you used to be with me
But I gattah move on, so do you. We gattah learn how to see things differently.

Look into my eyes
Look at what's hidden beneath this disguise
The girl you used to know, now needs sometime alone to grow.
I have no idea were im going, or if this was even true
But know that I will always have feelings so strong for you
You were the one I thought would last
Longer than anyone from my past
We were lovers till the end
Now I hope you'll be my friend

You were the guy, every other girl wanted
But you chose me and this was how it started
We did the lovers thing. had our hearts sown together by a string .
Only us could see into the future, and know how much happiness that would bring. You made me wanna sing, always had a smile. Even though i know this only lasted for a while but we went the entire mile. We weren't  like everyone else, had our own style. talked each and everyday. Checking to make sure we were both okay. I'll always remember the days you used to say
- I love you boo and I'd say I love you too. but like I said before it's time to say goodbye and that's something I really didn't want to do

Look into my eyes
Look at what's hidden beneath this disguise
The girl you used to know, now needs sometime alone to grow.
I have no idea were im going, or if this was even true
But know that I will always have feelings so strong for you
You were the one I thought would last
Longer than anyone from my past
We were lovers till the end
Now I hope you'll be my friend

I know you don't understand
Listen to me while you hold my hand
Seeing you like this is something I cannot stand
I know there's so much we had planned
When I was your girl and you were my man
But I got stuff that I gattah do
In this world that seems so cruel
Know that I will always be your lover
Won't ever be able to find another
But it ain't like we ain't ever gonna see each other
I will always be there for you, if you do the same for me
Even though there's that one small little technicality
Cause honestly I don't see the possibility
Of us getting back to the way we used to be

 i Still  gattah find me, gattah find out who I was supposed to be.
Need to travel the world
Turn into something else other than this little girl
I've imagined how you were gonna take it
Saying please don't take my heart and break it
But just feel like nothings ever gonna change
gattah start a chapter on a whole nother  page
Gattah take a bow right here on this stage
Cause we both need too grow up
not just stand here and show up
This relationship needs to hold up
Cause right now theres no trust
So you do you, and I do me
It hurts me deeply to set you free

Look into my eyes
Look at what's hidden beneath this disguise
The girl you used to know, now needs sometime alone to grow.
I have no idea were im going, or if this was even true
But know that I will always have feelings so strong for you
You were the one I thought would last
Longer than anyone from my past
We were lovers till the end
Now I hope you'll be my friend






Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014



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Finding myself

Finding myself, in this world I call home.
Even when I feel so lost and alone.
It seems as though, there are certain things I do not know.
Certain things that may come or may not even show.

Sometimes I find myself thinking to deep.
When that happens, I just stop for a minute and listen to my heart beat.
Whenever I do not understand what went wrong - I just lift up my head and try to stay strong.
Finding myself at this young age, always opens up a chapter- one that starts a whole new page. My mind maybe complex and hard to understand, when that happens I simply reach out my hand.

Finding myself is something that I thrive to do.
Even if some may think it untrue.
As I watch myself grow and continue to change
My one and only vision, will forever stay the same.
I love the people who surround me, because whenever they are near - my anxiety is set free.

The more I look into myself and try to discover who I really am
I continue to enjoy life and attempt to accomplish all my future plans.
I feel different as I grow older every day. I know things may never stay the same but I'm learning to mature and cope with it, in my own way.
Finding myself is something I know I will eventually do. I strive to be nothing more than myself and that's the truth.

Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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My shadow

When I move my shadow moves
Everything I do, my shadow does too
It shows what others may not be able to see
Someone who I think is longing to be free
My shadow follows be wherever I may go
It shows the darker side of someone I may not want to know
As my mind flows my shadow does the same
It knows how to play every single game
I don’t know how my shadow came to be
But there’s an idea that just might help me
Science says a shadow is a reflection from the sun
As the light hits you it shows the world what you have done
My shadow can also play the part as my best friend
But even then it can still leave me
when the day has come to an end.
My shadow also has a way of telling a tall tale
Even though its probably the only thing on this earth that’s not for sale
I’ve always wondered what purpose a shadow really has in life
As its main purpose brings creative minds together and imagination takes its flight
My shadow has a way of sinking into my mind
As it is always by my side
I think of how my shadow would act if it were bought to life and made real
Would it have my personality and feel exactly how I feel
Would it still follow me where ever I may go?
Or would it turn into somebody I barely know?
Would we be friends and live together as one
Or would we separate and would it stop copying everything I’ve done
Would it have my voice, speak the way I do
Or will I be the only one who could see it and not you
If there was a way to bring my shadow out into this world 
I still wonder would I be the very same girl
As simple as my shadow may be
I still believe it has a deeper meaning…..someone longing to be free

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Thankful

We use this word every day.
But only just a few of us really mean what we say.
What am I thankful for you ask?
Well, I'm telling you now this is going to be a very easy task.

I am thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.

She's supermom always trying to do everything at once.
Without realizing that even she needs a break, from all the running and the rush. She single now, doing all this by herself. Our dad ran away but the memories of him will always be put high upon a shelf.  She gave birth to three special little  kids. Even though we still growing up, we'll always be proud of what she did.She works hard for her money and works hard for us all, making sure that we always have a ball. She's amazing, no other mom could ever compete and I say that from the heart coz she's whole, perfect, complete.

I am  thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.

I can't imagine, having a different life without her.
Just thinking about that makes my stomach stumble, rumble and turn.
Yes we may fight sometimes and argue and croak.
But that don't mean we can't fix what we broke.
We've had bad times but mostly good.
For she and I will be the only ones who have ever understood
How we think and how we act, haven't found anyone who's been able to top that.

I am thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.

Till this day I still can't believe that I have a mother as sweet and wonderful as she. all my life, I haven't been the only one who has been able to see what I see. My mom needs no evidence to prove that she is the greatest in the world, she's been proving that since she was just a little girl. My mind still spins, crumbles and whirls, every time I try to figure out what I did too deserve a mother like her.

I am thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.

I am thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.

I am thankful for the mother that God gave to me.
Without her, I doubt that I would be free.
I would be trapped, lost in my own thoughtless mind.
Thinking of myself and not the others who choose to stay by my side.
I'm the person I'm today because of her.
She's always there for me, whenever I'm searching for answers.
Yes I'm thankful, for she is the greatest gift the world will ever receive.
Her kindness and good heart helps others to succeed.



Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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Busy People, Busy lives

Whenever I look around
There’s always that one simple sound
Of people walking here and there 
When I noticed this I simply stopped and stared
I thought to myself what it would be like to be one of these people
Just for a day
I thought to myself again and said that’s impossible
No way
But then I thought again and this time my mind changed 
Instead of imagining, create and think again
I could only guess what goes on in these people’s lives
Each one has a story to tell and that’s when the idea revived
I spent time looking at each human being 
And what I saw was intriguing 
What if we all judged each other this way?
What if we all were given the chance to say exactly what we wanted to say
Would it really be so bad
Yes some may not like what they hear and may end up feeling rather sad
But at least we would all know the truth about one another
Instead of having to always hide things from each-other 
Sometimes I enjoy exploring the world and imagining what it would be like to live a certain way
But then I count my blessings and I’m glad to have the life I do, every single day
However it is a bit scary seeing what this world has now become
But I guess it’s okay as long as you always remember where you’ve come from
Most people tend to forget or not even know about their past
They only care about their future and want to move towards it oh so fast 
I feel life, is about enjoying what you’ve got
It will all come together soon enough
At least for those of you who begin with a plot

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Betrayal

Everyday, I think of you.
Everyday I think of what could have been the truth.
You thought you could show people someone that wasn't there.
You thought you could show us, that you really truly cared.

You've said your apologies and we thought you meant every word.
Once that occurred I thought I was back to being your one and only little girl.
However later on, we discovered that we were fooled.
There was another and another.....in slang, I as a teenager would say that that wasn't very cool.

You left us without an explanation.
We only had one clue, and it was all about temptation.
You gave in, to someone who wasn't entirely yours.
When you were caught, lies flowed through all of your thick heavy pores.
I was in shock and in disbelieve.
Maybe if you had confessed, we would have felt some amount of relief.

Still you were quiet. Went somewhere and stayed clear out of view.
In time, we found out were you where, from someone we hardly knew.
You stayed put and refused to come back.
We tried all means but you acted as though you were being attacked.

I miss the old you.
I miss the thoughtful things you used to do.
You have no idea what we're going through.
Now I’ve just been hearing things and hoped that they were not true.
I feel betrayed, for you have been keeping secrets from us.
There is now very little loyalty left and most of all......trust.



Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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My mind, confused

My mind says no but my heart says yes
Is an old timely excuse, I must confess 
But I now finally understand why one uses this
To explain their perfidy while they remain in bliss 
I try by all means, to remain faithful to one 
But another comes along and just makes the matter that more fun 
She came in, her intentions at first I did not know 
My life already unstable, my mind began to flow 
The way she entered, graceful with one thought in her mind this I knew 
I could tell she was a virgin and at this my mind flew 
But she was willing to willing….to be caught within my embrace 
And I could not resist the temptation as I saw - longing written on her face 
Although she was only but a child of sixteen and I was much older 
Her maturity drew me near and things, were far less colder 
I resisted for as long as I possibly could 
But she persisted and there I stood 
Helpless in her man eater ways 
And I suddenly “forgot” what my wife would say 
If she ever saw me in the hands of another 
If she ever saw me caught beneath the covers 
I knew she would be distraught, saddened by my act 
For thus far she has remained flawless, faithful within our pact 
But still I allowed my unforgiveable desires to grow stronger 
I ignored all moral sense and could resist, no longer
We stayed together that night
And she was indeed quite a sight 
For a virgin I was impressed and questioned that innocence I assumed she once had 
But I brushed the thought, for the feeling I shared for her and with her was not bad 
I promised myself that I would not let myself go astray yet again 
But her scent now lingers, in my sheets, forever stained
I held her close, as she slumbered and was thankful that my wife was not within my domain 
And was admittedly fearful for her pain 
If she ever knew that I was this way
The same way I was with her to another on this day 
Her heart would break as this truth continuously swam within my thoughts 
She must never know but I did not know how to avoid being caught 
However despite my worry, I woke up the next morning…… as if she had not been with me 
That is when my conscious finally fell with a thud as I wondered how I would be free 
I then heard someone enter through my door 
Her voice called as my stomach fell with my conscious to the floor 
I braced myself knowing what I must now say 
My mind grew darker as she made her way 
As I saw her face, smiling and the ignorance blissful in her eyes 
I could not bring myself to let her know of the burden hidden beneath my disguise 
I will relieve myself of this guilt, this act of duplicity later on in life 
But for now I will enjoy my time with her and be thankful that she is still my wife  

Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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Puppet

I lie in the dark waiting to be controlled 
I listen to the sounds of feet as though my box is being patrolled 
My strings lay limply waiting to be pulled 
Thy master thinks I have no heart, no soul. I think, he to be incredibly fooled 
By his choice I am released, as the light shines upon my eyes 
Knowing what is to happen next makes me wish I could cry 
My life is however controlled, by the actions of thy master 
One false move and all this life turns to disaster 
I watch him prance me around and wish that I could tell him no
But I cannot speak, which what my heart desires so 
I dream that I can one day think and move and speak on my own 
But those dreams are slowly dying as they become shattered, crushed and thrown 
My fragile body is sensitive to just one bang against the hard wood floor 
This happens often, as thy masters fingers slip forevermore 
When this first happened I assumed he to be new towards this game 
But as the years went by I see no improvement to his name 
He has told me stories of his dream of fame 
Despite being unable to speak I listen, and hope he trains 
Though there’s a part of me that wonders what he thinks he would gain
For fame is only fleeting in this world, and eventually causes pain 
His skills I can feel are faulty to make it worse 
And there’s a chance his profession has been cursed 
For puppet masters are uncommon in this modern world of today 
Yet still he seems to not care and lives his life in his own way 
None the less, despite my doubts I obey and do what he tells me to do 
I have no choice and this is true 
When he is through, and his practice for the day is done 
He places me back in my box, and this is where I have fun
When the lights go down, I attempt to move myself around
I train my joints to bend on their own
And yet still they feel like stone
I practice with thy mind as much as I possibly can 
For this is my dream to become a real man 
As my wooden muscles softens bit by bit, night by night 
My determination grows stronger as well as my might
I plan to one day, successfully teach myself how to make my body move as one 
And then escape the torture from thy master once the job is done 
Yes it will be sad to leave him stranded 
As his profession as puppet master has been branded 
But my life means more to me than his 
And when that day comes I will leave and say goodbye with a kiss 
 
 

Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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The queen is alive but the king is dead

At the time I thought I was in love 
At the time I thought there was no one who could come above 
What we had all those days we spent 
All those days when I thought I had meant 
The world to him as he did to me 
How I assumed it was meant to be 
Please excuse me to act so corny 
But I had honestly thought this to be destiny
When we first met, it was as though I was in a dream 
Our love fell so freely like a rivers stream 
Our bodies fit together like a puzzles piece 
Despite all now life has forsaken me, in this believable fleece 
Because what I saw was to my despair 
The love I saw crashing, that was no longer there 
I walked in to see him with her how he was to me 
That was when my mind lost its denial and I now believed
That it was well and truly over, the life we once shared 
To see the true eyes of the man who I thought once cared 
 He thought he could hide it and show another side of him that wasn’t even there 
He thought he could disguise his face and assumed I would remain unaware 
He thought he could speak only lies and I would hear the truth 
He thought I was naïve enough to assume he would not go for someone in her youth 
Though in spite of his foolish ways and obvious change 
In the past I had hoped it was just him attempting to feel young again 
But as I said before my mind was in denial, for whom so young could love so old 
For whom so young, could be as dim whitened and act so bold 
For whom so young, could have no sense 
To think that he well and justly loved her, to ignore all consequence
The Neanderthal himself did not even think to secrete all the clues 
He left them out in the open, as though his mind had turned blue 
His selfish act I could see, lead no despair 
Lead no remorse or negative energy in his air 
He concerned himself with that one organ that directed itself to another phony pair 
I wondered endlessly what went on and confused his smallish brain 
How it could not even comprehend thy pain 
That pain I felt he had caused 
That pain that made my heart stop and pause 
For only but a second it lost its beat 
That thus caused the blood in my veins to grow and pound with heat 
As my anger could not defeat 
My broken heart that came upon its pause 
As I ran my thoughts over his disappointing clause 
He followed the idea of feeding his egotistic greed
He followed the desire of his selfish needs 
He did not think of how I would react 
He did not think that I had thus remained faithful within our pact 
But now, my mind has cleared and to this matter here I stand and say….. three cheers for the one who got away 
Three cheers for the bimbo who took his mind and led it astray
Three cheers for the life he will now share and develop with her 
Three cheers for the pretentious body, behind my back he has frequently conquered 
Three cheers to the unrealistic mind set I see they will share together as one 
Three cheers to the superficial ways she will convince him to be fun   
Three cheers for the lies he has whispered and will forever whisper to her deafened ears  
And three cheers for thy saddened fallen tears  
For I now ponder over my revenge, over what he and she have said
As I come to the conclusion that within this once happy kingdom the queen is alive but the king is dead 
 
 

Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014

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He never sits, always standing

I sit in the quiet and listen to the screams 
I close my eyes and pay attention to the dreams 
I wonder so earnestly why it has to be this way 
I try so much to ignore his voice, to ignore what he has to say  
I see and struggle to block the visions that torment my mind 
I live a life that is so unkind 
The worst part is I didn’t know how I came to be 
I feel as though this is my cage, the key is gone and I will never be free 
There’s this darkness that falls upon me 
That isn’t as lonely as you’d expect it to be 
I can never really truly feel alone 
Even when I close myself from the world, there lies my clone 
He looks like me, sounds like me…… he is me… in many ways 
Though there’s something different as if he was molded from clay 
His expression I see spread across his face 
Creates shivers up and down my spine …..As coldness wraps around this very space 
He looks at me as if he is planning 
But he never sits, always standing 
He watches and whispers things I’d rather not hear  
Most of the time his actions seem unclear 
I don’t know how he was formed 
I don’t know how he was informed 
Of all of my secrets and insecurities 
Somehow he knew how to take this opportunity 
To work with it and cloud my inner thoughts 
As he stands by to see if what he said has been bought 
But what more as all these goons come out to play, there’s only this one simple sound 
Of his voice that lingers all around 
His voice that is louder than all the rest 
His voice that beats every test 
It’s Hard to dance with this demon on my back 
As he is always poised for an attack 
But I will fight as hard as I possibly can 
All I need is a plan…
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