I tried being humble,
But in the end i stumbled,
My path to satisfaction &
Building up a good reputation,
Was a waste of time, just like being naive,
Believing racism isn't alive.
I've tried being supportive,
Going that extra mile and ish,
But people overlook all of that ish,
Now i am sick of being treated like mist,
There for a little while, then gone after some time
Kind of thing.
Am i overreacting? Probably,
Do i care? Unlikely,
So I've decided to fall back into my zone,
Blade cutting thoughts will be felt,
Every time i drop ink on paper like writing a song,
My pain will spread faster than a virus of any sort.
I am beyond measures of being just mad,
People just know how to treat other's like trash,
So screw this whole mr. Nice guy crap,
You think you know me?
You about to see me unfold another side of me fast!
Lorenzo
#the_unapologetic_poet
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