I guess I’d say I’m lucky, it all comes down to luck,
Historically, I’m born to a time of not giving a ****

Geographically I’m free, in a nation filled with greed
But in the greater scheme of things,
I’ve never known hunger or planted a seed

Racially I’m privileged, or so that’s what they say,
Though my gripe with my lack of exotic is a vain and ignorant betray
I’ve never endured or felt insecure by the lack of melanin that came my way

Despite the socialistic statistics, I see realistic logistic
Surviving ballistics, Linguistically twisted,
Academically average, emotionally insecure, certainly unsure
What emotions are for

Yes my parents loved me and sure they also ******* up
However, I still had to make my choices
Of getting high in a garage block, or getting up

More important than learning, is being able to teach.
Who taught you? That learning is essential in ones life to begin with?
If you say "yourself" than you're just full of it.....
Nonetheless, there is certain struggles that we encounter in life, then we surpass them, and you did it all yourself.... yada, yada, yada....

Though sometimes we forget....
This is why! we remember...
Its not you, nor, is it me....
Its not him, nor, her....
Its not them, nor, they....
IT.... is....... us......

Anytime you blame the world.....
Blame yourself aswell.....

if you asked me last month what I thought was our downfall
I’d easily say it’s the space between us
There’s just too much space
Too much space for pain
For Distrust
For Dishonor
For Disrespect
Today I know that’s not true
Space doesn’t cause issues
It emphasizes the fear that was always there
I
Don’t
Trust
You
You cheated on me in the past and I forgave you
But now, when you don’t call
When you’re not present
When you’re away and not answering
I’m filling the empty space with every possibility of what you could be doing
It’s ironic how everyone is always trying to be ‘right’ all the time
But in this moment, I’ve never wanted to be more wrong
The space didn’t **** us, baby, you did