Lord knows on the sliding scale you pulled the shitty straw…
I’m willing to walk in your shoes…
Don’t assume that just because I’m “white” that I haven’t gotten used to the siren’s ring…
All these expectations of who I’m supposed to be has got me feeling like I’m failing…
Maybe starting out expecting to fail is a better way? How about you sit down here and tell me all about it. Amuse me, will you, because lord knows I can just go home tonight…
Is it wrong that while you speak all I can think about is how much I’d like to kiss you? Wrap my arms around you, feel you against my heart. If only the world had born me differently. ..
If I say the wrong thing now will I always be a bigot in your eyes? All I wanna do is impress upon you that I’m not…that great great great, who wasn’t all that great…I’m not him, you ain’t her. The world ain’t perfect, but maybe together we can make it better?
I’m not superman, no matter how much that I pray I was. I just want to make the world a better place. And you know I’m not perfect, stupid shit is bound to fly out my mouth, but when I look upon you I see something so beautiful that my heart screams. You’re waiting for the world to let you live, and all I want is for you to notice me when you walk by…
My people came here to escape persecution, only to buy your people and persecute them. Will we ever learn from history’s lessons, or are we destined to be graded incomplete?
Now that the haves are becoming the have nots, the recession has left us cold while the 1% burn money to stay warm…
But nothing has really changed for you, struggling for every dollar you make, while the rest of the world doesn’t believe you’re worthy, the oppressed becoming the greedy spoiled brats in the eyes of the oppressor…
Pay into a social security system you’ll never live long enough to draw from, the smog from the 80 corridor filling your lungs as you run through cracked asphalt lined with weeds. ..
That’s ok, my parents have smoked, drank and fatty foods themselves into a destitute life, reaping the benefits of your oppression, so none of that money will be left for me either. ..
Maybe we can rebuild a better world once we’re standing on the ashes of the one they’ve so easily destroyed…
I just hope you’re willing to take me as I am, and I hope I’m able to understand you, as you are…
