So…
What do you see
When you look at me
Why does my visage
Cause
So much despair
Is it my cocoa brown skin
My kinky hair
Do you think it causes
Tangled thoughts
That leaves your stomach in knots
What makes me suspicious
When i am just walking and loving
Or enjoying myself
Laughing and Talking
Why is it
That it’s normal for you
To do the same shit
I got to be combative
But you are just assertive
I am rude
But you are just blunt
I got to have a gun
To kill
But your AK is for the hunt
up in the hills
I must be a crook
So that you can be a savior
I really don’t
Dig your flavor
So…
What do you really see
when you see me
My true essence
or a reflection of you.
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