I feel a deep sense of sonder thinking about all that you could be
As I sit here and I ponder
On what is happening to me
The only thing that comes to mind is constant pain and agony.
Sensitivity and Negativity
All in one. They are the same.
Because all of you waste your heart and soul on finding who there is to blame.
Is it their race or their religion?
People die, People cry. You mourn. You wave goodbye. You say farewell.
But then it happens again and again.
Damn.
Will it end? Will it ever stop?
No it won't. It cannot.
When you bash and throw shade
Throw constant hate on my parade
I say
No.
How can hatred end when all you do is add more fuel to it?
Division is what they sell
Frowned upon are those who rebel
You multiply from one root
Yet you holler and you hoot
I'm more special
They're weird, nah way too different
My skin is lighter
Their shade is "ignant"
Stop!
Your hatred I defy with a passion
It is a lie
A distraction....
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