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Anger:





I don’t give a fuck bout you & your tight ass pants

I don’t give a fuck about you, or the way you dance…

I don’t give a fuck about you, or the things you do..

Ha, I laugh bwoy, I laugh at you…

Because…

I care & I wish you were here, that’s why I’m angry, that’s why I hate your guts right now, because you made me fall in love then you broke my fucking heart…





Ignorance…



The white lady, yells through the window at my car stereo,

She says my music is too loud.. She yells out “that nigger shit” --- I laugh at this…

If she only realized all the hate that she uses to curse my music she could use to make her life, that much better*… I consider her a dumb bitch, but that’s my own hate and ignorance talking…

I despise ignorance like the vision of people being lynched so clear and crisp, although at that point I did not yet exist…

I hate ignorance so much it leaks water down my cheeks, and my tears taste like vinegar and, I just cannot speak…

And I sit here thinking about love vs. hate I could go on forever it’s an endless debate..

But at this point I have to live through this so I take a deep breathe and I bite my lip…

I will have these days when my heart feels broken not from the lack of love from a man, my father or even a friend…

But from a stranger who hurt me with ignorance…

Ignorance…





Ignorance and Anger…



He’s always on my mind and ignorance is a word I cannot define…

And tonight I feel both laying heavily on my chest…

The Anger and Ignorance, all I feel is stress…

Let it rest,

Just think of some insane way to get away,

Don’t ever think he’s not holding someone the way he held you, because the way he held you is too *special*--- cough, cough bull shit…

Wake up!

Wake up and realise true love, is not this teenage shit, this sneaking around, this crashing cars, this believing his eyes are only for you, and you’ll be together forever, how terribly naïve that is, how terribly naïve I was…

I have too much going for me to study you*

People say “Oh I can’t live without my lover”

So what exactly were you doing before?

Did you come into this world with your lover attached to your hip, like a Siamese twin…

He is so unworthy of my time, money, attention, devotion… my *heart*

My most important possession is my heart…

If I give away my heart, I have nothing, no one.. I will be nothing, nor no one.

Ignorance; if I let it get the best of me I’ll be walking around angry at the world..

But I will teach every child I can who is ignorant..

I will walk them through and hold their hand…

I will get passed the hurt and pain, the tears of hundreds of years, that has deeply affected me as “light” as people say I am…

Ignorance and Anger…

Hate vs. Love…