The days blend together as one.
Never knowing day from night because I can never see the sun.
Alone in a world that cannot truly understand.
One man’s failure is another man’s plan.
Doubt creeps in like a thief in the night.
Devouring all common sense and hope in sight.
Hanging on by a thread I believe I won’t win the fight.
Muster up all of my strength, push back with all of my might.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.
Standing on my own two feet I no longer wither.
A bright light shines inside.
Bursting at the seams I no longer hide.
There’s something worth fighting for, there’s something worth seeing.
No longer a societal mess but a worthy human being.

Her caress is soothing. A true angel from up above.
To be able to passionately live for another's well being.
Heart-wrenching, breathtaking, stupefying love.
Bright smile, almond eyes, dimpled cheeks you can’t believe what you’re seeing
Simple activities just for the mere satisfaction of seeing the curl of her lips.
Soft jazz and a steady beat just to see the swing of her hips.

That's it.
It's done.
"My ancestors did that not me!"
Get over it, **** it up, don't you dare take a knee
"I have a few black friends so its ok if I say the N word"
Stabbed in the heart from injustices' sword.
Another beating from a sheet and ain't a **** thing Uncle Sam is gonna do about it.
Declaring that we're equal but I get the feeling that Brian has more rights then Daquan.
In the eyes of the law there’s no such thing as one.
Putting up walls and banning my siblings. Meanwhile Brian just put two caps in his neighbor's kid's chest.
A few years max and he's still able to become free and get a check.
Daquan got caught up selling coke and he's not coming home.
Locked in a cage with no light he realizes he's alone.
'Bam'
'Bam'
'Pow'
'Pow'
Here lies the body of John Doe, a great man who perished because of the raise of his brow.

Stuck in the shadows.
A blur. Another face in the sea of highlighted, contoured faces.
Another face in the sea of bulging muscles and millions of Nike shoelaces.
Unnoticeable yet I'm in the spotlight.
A deer caught in headlights.
Took me by surprise.
And now I must hurry and put on my disguise.
Trying to race back to normalcy.
Trying to find a place to accept me.
Suicide.
White bandages hug my wrists.
No longer able to see the slits.
I try to explain but no one comprehends.
I look to society to try to make amends.
How did my tiger stripes become a trend?
Stare in the mirror and this is what I see.
Broken, scarred, and empty.
Warmth overcomes me, from my head to my feet.
It is pleasant, it is kind.
It is melodic, it is graceful.
It is powerful, it is beautiful.
I stand tall. Fearless in my mind, fearless in my soul.
I walk with purpose. I speak with divinity.
Norms no longer control me as they have been conquered and placed beneath me.