It’s Hard

Not having your own blood support you. 
It’s harder knowing I’ll forgive as quickly as they repent. 

No one said it would be easy…

But when will the dialect change. 

It’s the 21st fucking century. 

Why is it more strangers believe in me?

Why is it that they just can’t see?

I’ve worked so mf hard 

For 21 long mf years. 



I’m a diamond 

But even those are not unbreakable. 

You think I’m savage?? 

Check my dream killing bloodline. 

They gave up and would happily help me give up too. 

Wutless 😒

I’m not just sad

I’m so fucking angry. 

Because you know what??

I’ll turn around and support every last one of my non supporters. 

I despise my heart sometimes. 

Just for a few seconds…

Could I just listen to my brain? 

To disappear, change my mf name and forget these bastards. 

Their negative energy is draining the very life out of me.

Thank God I’m rechargeable. 

I regenerate daily. 

If I couldn’t…

I’d be dead. 

One more dead mf walking this earth. 

As if there aren’t enough zombies. 

I’m divergent. 

I just don’t fit in with the masses. 


Accept it cuz 

Ain’t no changing me. 

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