Maybe people try to subjugate me because I have less to say,
Or because I choose to speak less to back myself up anyway.
Often criticized because I am soft hearted and my words were poorly spoken,

When I write, my words are like heavenly tokens.

I try a lot believe me I really do,
Though I cameless, sorry typo came less, as I always do.
I push myself and find that I don't get much support,

I was once blinded, my family do have me in thought.

Why do others try to subjugate me?
All I do is try my best to be fair,
Yet fools walk over me like studs on the parade square.
I used to care, I did and maybe I still do,

Occasionally but why and to who.

Those that look out for me are those I look out for,
I have their backs but I pray they have mine.
They are mostly with you when they need and want,

Then disappear when their interests aren't meat in the flash of time.

Do I need to change? Yes I do.
Change my heart, my mind and the way I speak too.
I need to become a foreign me and positive in fact,

Though from now I am not allowing ******* lay me flat.

People cannot figure me out I let my actions show not who I am, my moods switch suddenly,
I may be caring yet act so don't care so surprisingly.
Sometimes I just don't care and I am not afraid to say,

I don't care how others feel when I say I don't care either way.

I will improve and I believe I will,
I am acknowledging my flaws and forgiveness I seek.
Everyone lies and I am no exception,

But I am human so hold me to no expectation.

I alone knows my life, besides God, I'll be dammed to let someone in.
Even when I do they will never see the entire thing.
I have seen dead bodies, I have watch relatives die,
My heart has a numb side but I rather let it shine.
Am I ready? Maybe, maybe not but in time I'll decide.

I do for you, you do for me, not in the bad way, I am speaking positively.
Cain killed Abel and his curse lives on even now.
The brotherhood has been lost and doubtful that it may be ever found,
Today brothers don't understand their roles and their responsibilities,
So they become eye servants and forced waste commodities.
Some men call their brothers brother yet their friends and strangers receive brotherly love,
So forsake their own families and placed others above,
I was once like this but my heart have been opened wide,
Now I know my true brotherly responsibilities I chose to hide.
People need you when they want things and want you when they need help,
But as it don't benefit their interests they're gone.
Most are like snakes, I rather have a pet snake than trust the likes of men,
Because the snake has less understanding than the least of them.
I don't understand , I am helpful and heartly,
I love to share and I always give the best of my self.
In return selfishness and the "never have".
They tend not to do the same unfortunately they give unjust rewards instead.
Like a flame the combustion of my essence and feelings cause my soul to ignite,
But because of self absorbed humans began shutting the doors of my heart tight.
I live in a blood thirsty world where men feed only for themselves,
The are greedy and they beg and have many hiding for them on their shelves.
I realized that not everyone would stand by your side,
Some wont ride for you until you die.
This new generation of men are weak viperous one indeed,
Search high and low to plant their viperous seed.
Wickedness and evil intents are driven and preached,
Heavenly laws and commandments disobeyed and breached.
I asked myself a question, so weird and suddenly,
Question to myself is why do others try to subjugate me?

Growing up in an unstable home, I never had much,
I was taught to accept the little and be contented with the few I was given.
I am no saint and I caught myself complaining a few times,
Though I get myself back to the realization that sufferation is a part of life and along those lines bla bla bla.

I began to appreciate the little from a very tender age,
Getting familiar with hard times was once a difficult stage.
I still face difficulties, I thank God for it every time I can,
I am only human and I acknowledge that not everyday I pray.

When my tears wave to God I ask forgiveness for I am of sin, things I do wrongly,
Whether it was knowing or unknowingly.
I appreciate the little and understand the reason for my journey,
Auspicious, for success and I cannot stay down such concerns me.

The days we had no food and the weeks our cupboards went arid,
The times of no electricity and water at our disposal.
This brought me to accept life as it is.
That saying "Good people endures the hardest fights" or how ever it goes,
Allowed me to be much different from others and bring fort my brightest light.

Some people may think they know me, but truly they don't,
I programmed myself to figure people out, so being friendly is something I wont.
Vanity isn't behoove and isn't apart of my heart,
Therefore the riches of man stains me not and wont tear me apart.

Indubitably, I appreciate every little and praise God for his continuous provisions,
I pray that God shows me my friends from foes, and register the division.
So I can be at ease and have peace of mind,
At this point it's circumlocution, I know I speak too much but in spirit, happiness is all I wish my family to find.

To apply focus is all I really need to fix,
My confidence as well takes a play in that mix.
I had to become better than I am but I am too timid,
the picture I want to paint is there but it's not showing to vivid.

I am behind and I am seeing blurry,
I lose focus too fast and confidence appears not to be my style.
I yearn for wisdom of how to become accomplished, high Oh High Court please send your Attorney,
And Judge, judge me, criticize the fact that I lack equanimity.

I desire to be a focused, confident person,
I wish my lack of focus and confidence doesn't worsen.
I want to stand out unencumbered from my darkness but quite shy am I,
Soft as clouds that paradigm the sky and confidence as Splendiferous as my love inside.