Change
• Written by AnxiousKidThePoet
We always act like things are changing
when in fact rights are rearranging
We wanna speak for truth, improve
without the money, youth, we lose.
I hate to delay to wait for education
So I seek it out, fighting depression,
delaying elation. Caving to patience.
Craving the brains of whole generations.
sleeping, nightmares, seething,
waking up with an empty gut
and a lack of feeling.
break the ceiling and my skull is bleeding
tired of being a cause, tired of meetings.
Feeling defeat even after winning,
re-election, see regression,
back to beginnings, Act two is ending.
Act three begins, catch 22
Rappers are fake, fuck uzi dude
that's crack floozy food
for smack using dude
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AnxiousKidThePoet
Member since August 6 2015