Do you?

Do you despise me because of the words I use or the way i talk What about the clothes that I wear or the way that I walk. You see The way that I speak it what makes me unique. I'm apart of a group that gets put down for who they are A group that expresses their thought in spoken word or writing But you won't understand when you are listening to this poem I am reciting. You see My life ain't no poetry But it is the beat of my heart And a type of love that will never fall apart... I come home to parents I don't even know And when I hear all the crying and arguing I get fed up and want to go But you can't tell the type of life I live You can't find the tears that run down my face You can't feel the feelings I hide without a trace Is that why you despise me? Because I go through so much that I still have time to put a smile in my face? You see All that steam is put into the time I spend writing poetry But like I said my life ain't no poetry It's simply just an easy way I express my pain.