I don't complain much
I don't open up to anyone
I don't cry every now and than
Dose that makes me abnormal
Or everybody else is just too trusting

I got those familiar feelings
hit me making me wonder
Like I have felted it before
Long time ago
Don't know where , when or With whom exactly
I'm afraid that I'm making the Same old mistakes again
wanna travel back in time centuries ago to see the old me probably taking notes how to survive in today's world.










notes so I can survive in today's world

How I wished that you exist
Man here are no match for you
Thanks for tv and comic books
For making me
Hope and expect after all
They are only flash and blood
Plus their imperfections
So do I settal for less than you

People from privilege
will never understand
That kinda of struggle

Yes I'm African
I have big nose
And curly hair
Does that make me ugly