It’s kind of crazy how life works.
First they diminished my worth until I started to question my hurt.
Thought I deserved every bit of change.
They broke me, things were never the same.
I was never really myself but I felt as though I changed.
I slowly became the monster they wanted to be.
Blinded by my own pain, I managed to stay in my own way.
I was a boy with shackles even when they took them away.
I lost myself still figuring that out.
Why does it feel like they threw me out.
I shout and scream. I beg for them to see.
But they constantly looked past until I couldn’t recognize myself.
But it’s my job now to caress my inner child.
As hard as it is, life is so wild.
Learn to love myself, find me in the weeds.
Even when I feel blinded, I feel my way around until i can see.
I won’t allow society to shackle me anymore.
Break these generational curses and now I’m worth more.
We fight, we struggle but we fail to recognize that we are blessings to this world by just living our lives.
So let’s continue to push forward until we win this fight give our next generation a better life.
