From Diaper to Diaper
Have you ever come to the realization that the day you're born and begin living
is the same day that you begin aging and dying?
During my lifetime I've learned that many people are characterized by things.
Funny how life gives us our own wings.
From infancy until adulthood we search desperately to find
people or that special person with features of our kind.
During our adolescence, we call it being on our own grind
Until we get older and realize that our life expectancy clock has begun to wind, down.
We weren't born to impress people, social networks were.
Attention based lifestyles, quotes and memes are no cure.
As an African American male, I was told I'd have to work ten times harder
Faced with unforeseen circumstances and influence, staying geared up with armor.
Faced with wants, needs, and a specific desire
My energy levels tend to fluctuate like a blasting furnace of fire
Sometimes down to a simple flickering flame
An ego disrupted by the friends who consider you lame.
Live your own life, or someone else will.
The hottest part of you sits on your neck right between your ears
Life can be a challenge, but never a fear.
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