As man of your complexion
The world around
Constantly betrays you
Even the women who are unknowing
To your struggle
Perception is a mother*
born in a different type of social and physically light
You could never understand the hype
And they could never understand your life
At young age neglected by your mother because of your fathers transgressions
But still you long for her affection
Her eldest
She loved you but not as much as the next ones
Still you struggle for her favor
Months and years go by no waving away
You got the brunt of the emotional abuse from your father neglecting to stay
Physically assaulted
Emotionally lost  
Spiritually awkward
So the truest form of love you fought for but it was foreign two decades passed
Now you just starting to know it
Just another unguided child grown adult through the pain of the smiles
They could never understand you or your thoughts out loud
You speak of pain only because you know it so well
True happiness was never found                so you reside in this hell
Question aRose about the savior
Looking for something proven
Sign your name on the dotted line
Extremely intelligent but they try to play you stupid
On the road to finer things you lost so much
Longing to live a decent life but emotionally and spiritually it cost so much
They say what's understood could never be explain
With no more tears left how do you explain the pain