You’re a Rock Star,
You’re super Fly,
You’re my dream Girl,
You rule the world;
Having you is like a prize,
Sometimes I say “Oh My”,
I can’t believe you’re my girl.
I think that you and I could rule the world,
You and me
I want you to be my lady,
I want you to have my babies.
Are you crazy?
You want me to have your babies?
Have you lost your mind?
You just want me all the time?
Having you (at first) was great,
Sometime I would lie and say “I love you”,
I love having such an awesome guy,
I love having you in my life.
You and me
I want you to be my man,
For as long as I can stand (you)… Ouch!
From the Chapter of CONFUSION, pg 119
ARTIST CONFESSIONS Angela Gegg
Sometimes - I don’t know why - But I sit down - And I cry.
The pain/pressure/anguish/anger These too great for words, this I can’t deny. Why can’t they/you/them/her/him/all of you, just let me be me, the only person who I am supposed to be, someone/something other than ‘just pretty’, someone/something outspoken and full of personality/originality/just me. It’s because I’m not one of those men?!? I just don’t under-stand!
If I had a penis - You would see me/hear me/listen to me You would not dis-criminate against me. I would not constantly be stereotyped, just allowed to live my life. If I had a penis - I could actually accomplish great/grand/amazing things, without fighting a battle of wanting/needing/having to win. If I had a Penis - I would be recognized! Not judged by my tiny size, The quality of my physique, or even my big bold beautiful brown Angela eyes. If I had a Penis - You would ignore the cleavage of my chest, you would dis-regard my perky white voluptuous breasts. You would pay no attention to my size/my hips/my ass or my thighs, you would never fanta-size about my long blond hair (so fair), You would never - ever - be the cause of my streaming tears. If I had a penis - You would listen to me, that is a guarantee! You would take me seriously, not insult or criticize me! You would treat me like a hu-man, (not just a pretty little wo-man) This I comprehend/under-stand!
But I don’t (have a penis)– oh well – no problem – I’ll get by – even though they/you/him/her and you constantly judge me by my tiny size/my thighs/my ass/my eyes, my (fair) hair/my (fair) skin, the size of my chest/my breasts/my legs . Keep looking, whatever! Keep criticizing, whatever! I love being a woman anyway – but still, sometimes, I wish I had a penis!!!
Angela Gegg page 63 - 64 from The Light, The Dark and Everything In bewteen track 9 Spoken Word Poetry from Belize CD
These lustrous sinful thoughts Are they learned or are they taught While tormented in this world of hell These demons corrupt and freely swell A powder white and dark as night To wish and wonder as we take flight So smooth and sultry, can't you tell It deludes your being, taught and well To blow these fears far and away We call for it to here and stay It masks the fears so freely felt Controlled by terms of longer guilt To cut and slice to line it all Will rise these lines from short to tall Let it drip down to below Away my fears will far and blow.
Angela Gegg Page 25 from The Light, The Dark, and Everything In Between