i thought i could love you as gently as rain falls to the earth
but my heart can only love in extremes, as fierce as a storm or not at all

NO NO NO BUT YOU SEE THEY COULDN'T SCRATCH BENEATH THE SURFACE 'CAUSE OF THEIR FRESHLY PAID FOR MANICURES. AND EXPENSIVE HAND LOTIONS THAT NEVER CHANGED THE ROUGH TEXTURE OF THEIR TOUCH.
I TRIED TO REACH THEIR MINDS BY RUNNING MY FINGERS THROUGH THEIR HAIR. BUT IT WAS COATED IN ARTIFICIAL BYPRODUCTS MANUFACTURED BY THOSE WHO PROCLAIM THAT WE AREN'T GOOD ENOUGH WITHOUT IT.
SO I COULDN'T FIND IT.
I COULDN'T FIND THEIR ROOTS.
I BEGGED THEM TO BREAK A NAIL FOR ME.
THEY NEVER LISTENED WHEN I SAID I DON'T MIND DRY HANDS.
WE'VE NEVER HAD OUR HAIR WASHED.

I'M OPPRESSED BY AN EDUCATIONAL SYSTEM WHERE CODES OF CONDUCT GET DRILLED UPON A BLACK INDIVIDUAL BECAUSE OF HAIR COLOUR THAT DOESNT QUITE MATCH THEIR TINT.
TO EXTENTS WHERE THEY CAN FORCE YOU TO TURN BACK ON YOUR HUMAN RIGHT TO LEARN.
WHEREAS THE SAME WHITE INDIVIDUAL WHO TRANSFER THEIR HAIR COLOUR FROM BROWN TO BLONDE CAN SIT AND RECEIVE AN EDUCATION WE BOTH PAYED FOR.

in love with your smile
the way you make me laugh
and make me happy
my heart’s been shaking lately
dark clouds upon me
demons fighting my little faith
seeking for inner peace through
these puns and metaphors

in love with your soul
the way your spirit easily depicts
my elastic emotions and illusions
my heart finds comfort in all the lust
watch me enter the room of doom
where books and dreams descend
before me like your sins directing me
to your forest of mystery and captivity

sorry im not here right now
im on my way to another maze.
i dont know if ill get through, but if i do.
it might take me years, maybe all of my days.
it's dark and cloudy where i am
so sorry i cant be here
i've lost my mind, and i cant seem to find myself,,
lost underneath all of this fear.