You’ll have to let me know,
How long that fragile peace will last.
How long you’ll be content with not knowing why something bothers you,
And why such thoughts will not settle and pass.
Would you let me know then, and how that was?
So that I can say, I've been there as well.
For the truth is that, most people are meant, but not for us.
Such people are nice, but not enough.
That is, in time.
They are dulcet and sweet, but cannot satisfy the vastness, or thirst of an ocean mind.
I'm sorry you think me offended
I'm sorry you refuse to see
I'm sorry when I show you the mirror
that its white fragility you see
I'm sorry that I don't fit your narrative
that America is the greatest to be
I'm sorry that it hasn't been, not for people
I'm sorry that you can't accept it's different
But I am not sorry for who I am
Nor am I sorry for what I believe
Not sorry for the truth
Not sorry for my protest
Not sorry for the bruising words
Not sorry for the wounded ego
Not sorry for the things to come
Not sorry that I'll never quit
Just sorry for you.
i don't need your judgements,
i can't stand this place,
& the next person that rubs me the wrong way,
is gonna get punched in the face,
oh you''re just a waste of time and space,
same person, different face, sometimes i think
i hate the human race.
i don't need your ego,
i don't need your lies,
and i don't need your approval,
see, it's you that i despise.
shallow and hollow, ignorant and weak,,
i'd rather live in silence then listen to you speak,
arguing with you is like screaming at a brick wall,
you look at us like we're freaks, you don't understand
us at all...
so closed minded and cruel, just a bunch of brainwashed clones,
i will not follow the herd, mark my words, i would rather walk alone.
with the little things
the long car rides
the you're never too old
and the new generation
I look back
when they say
I'm just a kid
I crinkle my nose
and narrow my eyes
as they look at me
if they enjoy little things
the all nighters
the benefit of the doubt
I shake my head at them\
it was very unlikely
they look down at me
they don't think like me
because if they did
they would not
look down at me
"Just a kid"
"How dare you like coffee!
How dare you like tea!
How dare you like anything that isn't okay with me!"
People these days.