My Thoughts p.1

There is no filter to describe who I am.

I have always been the same girl who holds it down.

Oh please don't look at me like I'm all types of crazy.

For when it comes to the business I'm never lazy.

Those that I have trusted may have been there for me.

But when there is no one there by my side I will still be the same me.

There is no filter for what I'm gonna say next.

These kids out here these days are interested in nothing but sex.

All day it stays on their mind at home, school, practice, work, and even at church.

Everyday they think it's time to get ready for the good time.

Every hour they will creep to each other to see "what's good".

Every second girls are on their back and boys are on top trying to receive their "Manhood".

After that it becomes habit and they start moving around like a jackrabbit.

Girls young as 12 become pregnant like it's okay.

Boys carrying unknown diseases and spreading it as they please.

Since when did girls letting little boys run trains on them become okay?

Somebody help me please.

There is no filter for this next part.

All of these killings are tearing the world apart.

Young men, women, and children lives are being taken.

Still we as a body do nothing to correct it.

Everyone plays the race card.

That card has been played out.

Then what do I see?

You must be kidding me!

Why did the slavery card come out?

This has nothing to do with.

Take those two cards and burn the hell out of it.

Let's take out the negativity and put love back in.

If no one cares then I damn sure will.

There is no filter as I am about to end.

Who in the blue hell would think that my voice will end.

I will be heard.

My thoughts will be spoken.

My voice will be known.

I will be "the shit".

To hell with negativity around me.

I will be the greatness to change the world.

I will make sure that I will be the voice of the other unspoken people.

I believe this because I have no filter.

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