Emotional Superstar...

I am an EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR...guided aimlessly by the little thing that thumps in my chest...loving more than anyone I know...pouring goodness and spewing positivity every chance that I get. With that said, there are few things in this world that can make me cry. But this one thing gets me every time. There are some moments that I just break down and lose it. I mean it gets to the very soul of me...grabs me...won't let go...and for 3-5 minutes, I'm paralyzed...sometimes the tears actually fall...but often they build up and I just can't breath. You know like when you get that lump in your throat...it hurts. But this thing...this one thing...rarely hurts me...it just makes me cry.

It usually starts with a thump...a crash...or a few strokes. Then the other sounds creep in...sometimes slow...sometimes fast...sometimes building...and then it DROPS...or a voice belts out...or perfectly construed words start to flow. Before you know it, this thing has me in a trance. I'm either nodding, bobbing, bouncing, swaying, or sometimes just sitting still...so awestruck and caught up that I can't move. It brings out my EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR...

As I cry, it doesn't care. When it really gets to me...this thing just keeps going...as if it likes to see the pleasant agony that I'm experiencing...like it enjoys the sweet torture that it brings...like it gets off on my painful excitement...it loves to free my EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR...

By the time it "hooks" me in...I'm a mess! It makes me high...so high...that I go back for another hit before it's even finished with the first run. It's like I just have to start over...back from the beginning. Once I'm high, I can't help but repeat it...the EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR takes over...and it takes me away.

I'm crying inside...wishing that every "hit" was this good. The EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR sometimes craves a hit from the past...dreams it up...goes to find it...and tokes it just like it was mixed yesterday. But every now and then something new peaks her interest...impressed by its newness...engaged by its fresh perspectives...in love with its tune, its tone, its delivery...and most often convinced by its use of language...the EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR finds a new drug. It knows just what to say...it calls her name.

As painful as it sounds, the EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR just can't leave it alone. She craves it...and deep down in her soul, she believes that this drug is the cure to many of life's woes. It's her Sweet Escape beyond a Reasonable Doubt. It's like Life After Death...a new B-Day. It is the Blueprint...shows you The Point of It All...leaves you Fearless...because if you are Comin From Where I'm From, you need a little help Finding Forever. Between the 808's & Heartbreaks, you might need Mama's Gun to cure The Love Below. The Soul of a Woman, especially a woman like me, is way Deeper than Rap. Aijuswanaseing sometimes to Get Lifted because Its Dark and Hell is Hot. In a Perfect World...In My Mind...My Life would be Floetic...the perfect blend of words and sound. The EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR lives to Press Play and hear tales of Street Dreams...Street Love...about men who Get Rich or Die Tryin...and women who just want to Shine.

I'm an EMOTIONAL SUPERSTAR, surrounded by celebrities that like to make me cry. Music is my weakness...my drug of choice. I'm high...