Do you despise me because of the words I use or the way i talk
What about the clothes that I wear or the way that I walk.
You see
The way that I speak it what makes me unique.
I'm apart of a group that gets put down for who they are
A group that expresses their thought in spoken word or writing
But you won't understand when you are listening to this poem I am
reciting.
You see
My life ain't no poetry
But it is the beat of my heart
And a type of love that will never fall apart...
I come home to parents I don't even know
And when I hear all the crying and arguing I get fed up and want to go
But you can't tell the type of life I live
You can't find the tears that run down my face
You can't feel the feelings I hide without a trace
Is that why you despise me?
Because I go through so much that I still have time to put a smile in my
face?
You see
All that steam is put into the time I spend writing poetry
But like I said my life ain't no poetry
It's simply just an easy way I express my pain