Its so hard to keep good people in your life.

The ones you care for, you want, you'll do anything for are the 1st to leave with no explanation.

Although the fight for months on end to keep your kingdom alive

Its a battle already lost
But maybe there is an upside
A reason for this tragedy....
Maybe if all of your friends are gone.
They were never meant to be aquainted

What is Love?
Is it a strong like? Sometimes that's all it feels like.
Or a weird hate? Based on the burning and aggravation when small things go wrong
Is it a sneaky lust? Because you know what I really want right?
Can it even be trusted? Many people say it one day and nothing the next.
Maybe its just a word, a word for manipulation.
The truth about it is Love is what you make it. Nobody can make it for you...but that's just what I think

My skin is black.
But my black friends say I'm white
My white friends call me their black friend
My Spanish friends just don't know
My Asian friends think I'm smart.
But would take me more serious if I was white or Asian.
My boss doesn't see my potential
Society sees me as a statistic
The government sees me as a number.....
Why can't I just be a human?