tired of carried at on my shoulders the way of the world..
i'm so tired of living life in a male demoniq world..
working these opinion any jobs try to gain a few pearls..
soon as i get the car,no pay turn around the rain is due..
and something else is wrong with the car..
now i got to pay to fix that to..
so i wear my little child..can main them a pair of shoe's
but i'm not complaining..really do love him..
there will be good i do..
sometimes i just need a shoulder i can cry on..
to close myself off in my room..to be alone..
i'm not trying to be important..
just trying to regain my focus..
sometimes i do love for my friends..
to be around me..
sometimes i can stand and it feels..
like i can't breath..
i like my innocent my candle..
get down on my knees to get a handle..
tired of being judge by people who don't even know me..
tired of everybody's opinion ..
on what they feel or other be..
what i other do..what i other wear..
how to wear my hair..what i'm doing there..
what i other say ..how i other think..
how i other act ..what i other feel..
tired of raisin my openest preceding me..
yes i'm a woman of color..
that don't main amazing..
don't wanna be a part of in fair community..
i want my vote to matter..
and i wanna live in peace..
tired of the way that drugs are pushed in urban community..
and mad at the way black woman..
are betrayed on my tv..
and i'm mad that my cousin can't even go and play outside..
just for once..
can i get a chance to get my check on time..
i'm mad of our war that hates the pain of crime..
it's enough to make you crazy make you loose you're mind..
yes,i'm passioned that don't mean i got a attitude..hey..
take me out of your box till they finding my way!!
this is an negative energy on my inner piece..
i just wanna breath..
i just wanna breath *peace*
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