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She Writes Dec 2017
I am trying to blend,
In a word filled with the opressed,
Distressed, and self-obsessed.
It leaves me a little depressed.

Authenticity is hard to come by.
Everyone is medicated.
Facades often created.
The fakery I have always hated.

I don’t belong.
All they see is skin.
Doesn’t matter what’s within.
Could care less where I’ve been.

Show me something below the surface.
Give me something more.
Let your feelings out til’ your throat is sore.
Be real, that’s all I ask for.
Rose Alley Apr 2012
This modern world is just too much for me
Everywhere I look it's:
Fight or flight;
**** and flee
Pure and honest talent dehumanized by
Technology
Black and white;
Opressed and free
True and genuine love faked and flaunted and
Forgotten
Kiss and tell;
**** and flee
This modern world is just too much for me
Long live the men

battered and opressed

Long live the King

old, frail and dying.


Hail to the Queen

talked to by the keen

Bless all the women

whose knees both bent.


By my Royal decree

Of chaos and glee

Let all ye be free

From this broken dream.
EgoFeeder Nov 2013
What's a moment without the thread?
Every clock brakes and begins to slow
So long since a tears been shed
Hazy eyes don't look but low
Seeing higher than the status quo
Freely opressed like an opening window

Lies are true and pride is gay
Counting time from doe to doe
Pricy fees I don't care to pay
Menial lives of grass to hay

Withering the vastest shade to grey
Shaping paths into cracked Concrete
My face plastered on your dismay
Pulling me out to every heart beat
Fates revealed from simple body heat
Lying dead on a scorching sheet;

Beginnings lost just as they were found
Pictures taken as blind love meets
Creatings reality out of invisible sound
Judgement conceived with no one around
Walking with chains nailed to the ground

Fastened tightly to stop me from growing
Drifting from pace enslaved as a hound
Keeps me from where I need to be going
Holding back all that i've been showing
Planting emotions I shouldn't be sowing

Igniting proposals of fragile connectivity
Claim to be committed but I tend to do nothing
Isolated inside of a crawling relativity
With depleted self esteem disguised as complexity
Check it I was born
To roll hit you with a flow
Universal for my people
Stop running to  the political poles
And dancing on stripper poles
Lift ya mentality
And stop wasting money
On dumb hoes
In and out ya ears
My intellectual goes
So ya know
Once I roll saliva
From the tip of my tongue
Brains cells get noosed
Soon to become hung
From the damaged that was brung
Like a million bees
Penetratin' ya pate left ya stung I'm the best among
Quick with the rhymes that flips
Dismiss the myths
My words are hard to decipher
With Lyrical hieroglyphics
Are projected from the beats selected none could get with
The master microphone villian
Causing disaster I'm the after
Destructive innovator three piece terminator
Linguistic ordained originator
Alpha made far from a **** beta
Levitate through ya consciousness  
Like an elevator
Rhymes so ferocious they create a space
between time and gravity
I be the representer of the galaxy
We sabotage your bon voyage
So sit back and get a charge
Off my mental plain and simple
Bustin' temples like achne and pimples
See I be the dirtiest cleverest
Ban from Mt Everest
Why ?cuz my mind my never rest
From the lyrics I manifest
I go for the meditation with no limitations
Impregnate a cell nows it's in gestation
Forming creations through concoctions
Cells sparkin' the hottest wattages
Hidden in my cottages
Take a look at my rap collages
Yes I'm.sick and twisted
Like a pretzel
I got rhymes unforgettable like Nat Cole
So better know ya roll
Once the dice is throwed
Check the scrolls my energy protudes
Like an afro out the scalp
Diggin' in my roots who better to shot ?
These rhymes that loot
Your conscious like too many hits of ***
This is  for the lost hood ****** and thots
Wake up and see who we really be
Generation X an unknown dynasty
Boxin' suckas put em in check Like Nike check the flow philopshy
My rhymes committed
Like racism and ******* admitted
But black power is the only one that's limited
Shy from the timid sky's the limit
I'm in it to win it
Runnin' the game down like Emit
Smith take another whiff
Of the spliff so my mind
Reaches to the edge of the cliff
Suckas step into my arena
Bound to get burn ashes placed in an urn Learn
from a maven so ya know the teaching were stern
I was born to roll so peep my words to the song
As it cogitates  back in forth
On ya mind like a ping pong
The Oppressed
Time is churning us in a mass of confusion
But something is forever the need to side with the downtrodden.
Two of my uncles, ordinary working class lad,
Spent time in jail and tortured because they helped the Jews
because they were in need.
Israel today doesn't want or any use for men without education
Help was not political it was just human.
When I see the endless cruelty committed by Israel, I take side
With the Palestine people and try if not by heroic deeds but by words
To help the oppressed people, not for a political agenda
But a human one.
Silver Heinsaar Jun 2017
Love me like you do when
Your tentacles attached around my neck
Tried to strangle me but
Got opressed by my femininity
Handed me your detachable *****
Just to say, "**** yourself"
Sprayed your ink across my face
How did you know about my fetish
Stole my heart and now
All three of them drenched in your blue blood
Such irresponsibility
Leaving me with a duty of single parenting
I didn't want any of that
So i starved to death after the eggs had hatched
A takoyaki party
Cooking with the family
Everyone was happy.
Jason Leimer Sep 2010
Oh why are we opressed?
By the propaganda machine in the news media.
And the polticians who lie to us constantly.
Why hasn't the American public realized that
We need to stand up and become smart
Once and for all
And stop being sheep to the machine
known as society.
Rodney Mcfarlane Mar 2014
My deepest thoughts consist of a world filled with equality
walking down the street without a police man stopping me
As time goes by the worlds mind continues to be amputated
stripped of its freedom, something that has been tolerated
For many years, people shedding so many tears
the damage has been done and now we all fear
What we can't see but we know it exists
even tho this world is broken it can be fixed
Take our pride and lift it high
the opressors couldn't even wrap thier head around why we sit and cry
fight back, think ahead and speak up
keep composure but believe me i know your fed up
live your life doing the things you want to do
being happy sometimes it means just being you
Real people do what they want, opressed people do what they can
We are the people that make up this world so lets take a STAND!
Keep Pressing The Oppresors
lina S Sep 2017
Ya I'm talking to the 50 year old guy at the bar
Telling him how growing up is nothing but a big fat *** scar
But **** it

Ya Im waking up at 6 am but Im still drinking like its the weekend
But **** it

Ya Im the one dancing on my own without anyone even playing a song
But **** it

Ya I cut everyone out of my life
But Im speaking to this drunk old guy and he seems fine
So **** it

Ya Im spending every penny Im making.
Even though I got to take care of who made me
They're growing old and its crazy
But **** it

Ya Im holding hands with the bartender
Ya I texted my crush on tender
Ya I sent a creepy fangirl essay to that singer
But **** it

Ya Im kinda depressed and Im creating such a mess
But **** it

Ya this system is making all of us opressed
And Im a slave working day and night
But still ******* my work up
Im trying to pull it together but they think Im not even tryin'
SO **** IT

Ya Im screaming my lungs out at you saying **** this world
And **** IT
So **** IT

Ya Im 22 and you think I'm being over dramaticly blue
But **** it

Ya my anxiety is kind of paralyzing me right now and I can't move
But **** it

Ya I seem weird cause I am weird
So **** IT

AND YA IM SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT SAYING **** IT

ya I might be damaging myself
But I dont know any other way yo exist
So **** ... it
Wedyan AlMadani Dec 2012
I write to express.
I write when I'm opressed.
I write when I'm suffocating.
I write when I'm closest to exploding.
I write when I'm in love.
I write when I'm in pain.
I write when I want you.
And when I write,
I write for you.
Ellie Geneve Aug 2017
The high notes
in your voice,
as you cry
during goodbyes

Those shrieks,
so muffled,
like prayers
of the opressed

Your grip
loses its tone
with age

But sometimes
you mustn't
let go
ᗺᗷ May 2017
To feel opressed as
"Speech", the people's champion
Fights for someone else.
My heart feels heavy,
My head is cloudy,
My thoughts depressing.

I don’t walk anymore...I wonder the city lights
Not knowing where they lead me.
I don’t look at things anymore...
I try ti simplify what I see
So that my depressed mine doesn’t get filled with subjective thoughts.

My eyes are tired,
My mouth is shut,
My feelings are opressed.

I don’t live anymore...I simply exist
Because my taunted being
Is so sunk in this inert world of mine
That the joy of the little things
(The joy of being alive)
Is just a sad memory
Of the life I used to have.
your girl b Oct 2022
The world suddenly went quiet
In all the best ways
You showed me that love was never there
I learned that the feelings I had with you were opressed for over 10 years
Now I've come back with great vingence and you hate this version of me
You can't stand that I have a voice
You can't accept that I love myself now and how smart I am now
You and everything you're made of just settled in me and I can't unsee it. You were never good
I only believed it
sage eugene zumr Dec 2022
Kite amiss a diamond ditch
likely eve hit the high note
but yet its always tisk tisk
another round to plagiarize
statements i've made inside
but hey its nice to poltergeist
play the rise in fates demise
lay inset those fictions
pest of dressed conviction
excess excellence on stressed
conviction dressed to distant
messes listed full oppressed
i'm in my head a rhythm
scismic rynosseros's liquids
insistent upon a ditches listed
may it be that ive been twisted
never yet toward the morse
implored to best conform a
mission miss the less detest
excess in stresses nexus livid
forms of death ive misfit

congested
obsessed with
a girl
ive never met
slips of paper
by my bed
lifted debt
an all opressed
is a twine
of darkened
sine rhyming all
the night of
destines dimes a
mentioned kind
of less defined
beset those limits
dont fret forgivness

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