last night I cried although I don't know why, no lie.
I slowly looked up toward the sky wondering why a tear would drop from my eye.
See I.. can hear the word bawl; the pain and agony within our society.
A complex reality disguised by delusional flattery.
Battery.. inflicted upon one's personality.
It shatters me, into broken pieces revealing that man in me.
See, they're not understanding me,
I don't think that they ever will.
If they've never been through what I've been through how can they reflect upon how I feel?
For real...
Trials and tribulations ones destined to come face to face with.
Altered perceptions injected after creation.
They wonder why I haven't learned my lesson.
And I wonder when have they ever taught?
Only consequences have I been given - no rehabilitation - simply detention,
failing to mention that life's teacher refuses to answer my question.
I think she likes when I fail,
i guess I have an entire lifetime to find out.
Tony Monroe
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