HEAR ME
SEE ME
LISTEN TO THE COMMON SENSE I SPEAK
I SWEAR MY MENTAL INSANITY IS CLOSE TO ITS PEAK.
I just want to be heard
But it seems when I speak no one never hear a word.
You hate me this much?
You want to break my voice so I can use someone like you as my crutch?
Politics say in America we trust
But how can I trust when it's someone else's voice who is unjust.
My voice is mine. My thoughts are mine. Put that together you create a powerful mind.
When I write words on a paper speaking becomes so easy.
People's ignorances have been played out because I ripped it on my CD.
The inspiration fuels my retaliation When I write these words it's my clarification.
I AM HEARD!
Writing my frustration on a paper.
Mentally telling off every single hater.
Who are you to tell me what to speak?
"Omg Lexi no one cares. Keep your comments to yourself"
How to change my style to be chic.
"Why are you always wearing pants."
Force your opinions on me.
"Why do you vouch for gays when you not gay, you know your going to hell right?"
When clearly you have no understanding of me being just Lexi.
I was born with a mouth
A mouth that is closed just like my ancestors from the south
I take my pen and paper out write my words expressing what my anger is about.
I'm here to throw all of my
thoughts out.