Wyatt 12m
I see the classist
who fuels the masses.
Community, dreams
buried under taxes.
Who decides what passes
and what won't go?
You cling to morals,
yet you strike so low.
Distant pipe dreams,
we reach for the jaw
that binds us, blinds us
under authoritarian law.

Cocaine under our noses,
but they're still raised.
Scoffed, but scuffed.
Wrought, but tough.
Why do we wallow
in the dirt
yet we still look above?
"Pick a side,
you can't wait in the middle.
Can't overlook,
you're apart of the visual."
We're panicked in the wake of this.
"You're either the talk of the show
or the mistake that makes the art ugly."
In hate the people unite,
separated as we ignite.
It's unforgivable.
Classism will be the death of us all, it's unforgivable.
Wyatt 15h
Me and death have been flirting
back and forth with each other,
but which one's the whore?
Wyatt 16h
Shoot off a warning shot,
wait to see if I'll hit the floor.
Don't tempt me with a good time,
death's been what I adore.
Life's got no more color,
what's the point for me now?
I know the truth, but I live a lie.
Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
if you've got enough nerve to point it.
I'm not afraid to go, afraid to go.
Ever since I was a kid
I had a death wish
so shoot off a warning shot
and wait to see if I'll hit the floor.
Take a step into my life,
but don't forget to close the door.
Life's got no more color,
what's the point for me now?
I'm living, yeah I'm living
but best believe I'm not alive.
You shot off a warning shot,
but now you better aim
for the heart or the head.
Flip a coin, flip a coin,
neither will hurt any less.
Now I'm well aware of you today,
take your aim and fire when I say.
I'm not afraid to go, take your shot.
Wyatt 2d
A wolf without it's fangs,
a flower without petals.
A phone that never rang,
a storm without it's rumble.
A beauty who never sang,
all cost without some pay.
Tombstones without a grave,
damsels with no one who'll save.
Wyatt 2d
Nobody's born genuine,
you gotta build that mentality.
Do what you wanna do,
not what they want you to do.
You know you doing something right
when they look at you differently.
We ain't built different to be the same.
Make waves, take it day to day.
Break the box, change the game.
Make your craft, shape your name.

I can't tell you
how you should be,
you've gotta mold
your life for yourself.
People come and people go
of many different walks
with many different flows.
Don't tame yourself for anyone,
let your fire for life roam free.

I don't wanna be in your frame,
I'll be the guy taking the picture.
I'm gonna be the moon to your sun,
making waves higher than your walls.
I wanna write with the air in my lungs,
obtaining the knowledge of old
while I'm still living young.
Wyatt 3d
Self-image
is a curse.
My “comfort”
makes it worse.
There’s shame
in the fact
that my health
is very sad.

Inferiority complex,
uglier than the pretty.
I try to fill the holes,
yet I’m always empty.
Eating to mask pain,
alone in this rain cloud.

I lost time,
I lost sleep.
I gained weight,
I dove deep
into reject
and ridicule.

Gotta laugh it off
and pretend that
nothing bothers me.
I’m okay with
being a walking joke.
Embarrassment comes
with writing this out.
Body types mix with
my insecurities tonight.
Fat, disgusting, sight.
My image is poor, my health is deteriorating.
Wyatt 3d
After all these years
your stench is still on me,
your name still disgusts me,
your curse on my life
still sticks with me every day.
What you did to me,
how you preyed on me
when I was way too young.
How you’re probably still
out there somewhere
doing it to someone else,
I’m tired of thinking about it.
I’m afraid of people
and what they might think,
you’re the reason why.
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you break me?

Late night thoughts,
stricken with fear.
Someone will find out,
I’ll be shunned by my peers.
Dysfunctional, weary.
It stays with me,
I feel disgusting.
Cannot function without
that memory appearing.
Cannot socialize,
it might happen again.
My hands still shake,
I’ll never get over this.
Your stench is still on me,
it’s all so ugly.
Innocence stolen by you,
part of me died back then.
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