Anything I say will come out as a judgement,
A knee jerk reaction leaves me hellbent,
on a direction I would never go to alone.
I won’t say a word that doesn’t mean I condone,
I am looking past it at the things I’d rather do.
than sit here and argue until my face turns blue,
I see eye to eye with those less offended than you.
Excuse me if it doesn’t seem like I care,
Excuse me, I didn’t realize life was suppose to be fair.
I care enough to let go and embrace my own skin,
the one I’ve learned to love, the same mold I was born in.
The one that knew enough to un-ball its fist,
and start writing a universal wish list.
Instead of demanding freebe’s
Man, I miss the nineties…