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#writtenwednesday 
“Face the music…”
10/9/2013
Coming up they said i could take it to my grave and i’ll still won’t be deep enough…
I now stare at the pages that i wrote…
hoping that it’s good enough for them to choke…
sorry, i mean leave them breathless…
get a text like “William,Is this how you really feel…?” 
sorry i can’t hide what i really feel…
they’re saying all my work has a winter feel… 
i just haven’t gotten over my splinters,chill…
avoiding life’s banana peels for i’ve seen plenty get caught slipping…
rather it’s hatred and those scandalous women…
or not being patient… 
I see the villain in mirror…
i say villain because of my prideful ways…
for i’m sitting here and haven’t called my girl in days…
the piano keys in the lobby are played as i would like to drink to my sorrows…
but i pass for that’s not the key to my tomorrows…
figuring out happiness is free and it’s something you don’t have to borrow…
at least i believe so…
but thats not the thought process of that hoe, or that nigga…
so go figure big figures will let money bone…
but go figure your big figure won’t bring money home…
all bad as i dove into those shallow thoughts… 
and i’m not glad about them…
honestly it’s a part of me so i’m not mad about them…
but what am i supposed to do now feeling like this shouldn’t be in the soul…
or how damning it is that i’m not in control of my mind…
now finding out there is deeper problems in these shallow waters…
so i bother even in these already uncomfortable times…
saying 30 years is fine and you still got a lot of time…
but is the time really worth shit when your last in line…
is the experience even worth it if there is no reward or shine…
and you destroyed so much there is nothing to put a ring on…
put the ring on and wait for her phone call…
but all i hear is the piano still being played…
as there is no peace in the life that I made…
played for keeps to win arguments and feelings were slain…
no more feelings remain…
but the piano is still being played…

-S.William Breaston-

#steviephantom (at 1234 Whogavesadamn, PA)

#writtenwednesday
“Face the music…”
10/9/2013
Coming up they said i could take it to my grave and i’ll still won’t be deep enough…
I now stare at the pages that i wrote…
hoping that it’s good enough for them to choke…
sorry, i mean leave them breathless…
get a text like “William,Is this how you really feel…?”
sorry i can’t hide what i really feel…
they’re saying all my work has a winter feel…
i just haven’t gotten over my splinters,chill…
avoiding life’s banana peels for i’ve seen plenty get caught slipping…
rather it’s hatred and those scandalous women…
or not being patient…
I see the villain in mirror…
i say villain because of my prideful ways…
for i’m sitting here and haven’t called my girl in days…
the piano keys in the lobby are played as i would like to drink to my sorrows…
but i pass for that’s not the key to my tomorrows…
figuring out happiness is free and it’s something you don’t have to borrow…
at least i believe so…
but thats not the thought process of that hoe, or that nigga…
so go figure big figures will let money bone…
but go figure your big figure won’t bring money home…
all bad as i dove into those shallow thoughts…
and i’m not glad about them…
honestly it’s a part of me so i’m not mad about them…
but what am i supposed to do now feeling like this shouldn’t be in the soul…
or how damning it is that i’m not in control of my mind…
now finding out there is deeper problems in these shallow waters…
so i bother even in these already uncomfortable times…
saying 30 years is fine and you still got a lot of time…
but is the time really worth shit when your last in line…
is the experience even worth it if there is no reward or shine…
and you destroyed so much there is nothing to put a ring on…
put the ring on and wait for her phone call…
but all i hear is the piano still being played…
as there is no peace in the life that I made…
played for keeps to win arguments and feelings were slain…
no more feelings remain…
but the piano is still being played…

-S.William Breaston-

#steviephantom (at 1234 Whogavesadamn, PA)

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There is no run today…

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Halftime of the Michigan Vs ND game

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The largest crowd ever!

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