23 days ago
I just keep to myself these days, I’m not fading—
I don’t like the games everyone is playing.
Put on a facade then treat me like shit,
cause I’m the friend that tells you the real business.
Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to, I used to lie a lot but now I just refuse.
So, I sit quietly & observe,
how y’all act quite absurd—
for “clout” or whatever
or more likes
if IG & FB got deleted would you still be able to sleep at night?
I’m so disgusted with this throw away culture,
you deny environmental strain,
when giraffes are now almost just a dream in your brain.
You don’t care, running around like a dead chicken with no direction,
your hypothalamus is there but your head is disconnected.
I’m tired of defending myself, I’m tired of fake friends, I’m tired of making appointments that never come to fruition.
So, please leave me alone, unless you want to pay me for my services,
I’m fuckin’ going home.
I value myself & I know my worth,
only because I used to eat dirt.
The dirt I dug from the holes in my soul,
when I used to care about other people’s goals.
I realize everyone is a user, but how do we differentiate between the wheat & the chaff?
At least I can still throw my head back & laugh,
life is tough but I’ve always bounced back—
from a white-extremist ex-husband, abusers & tainted love, I’m a Phoenix from my ashes, I’ve risen above.
I refuse to let my past define me, or the World Wide Web,
I think it’s sad that I used to let
all your opinions & all your thoughts
cluster me up like
“What have I done!?”
—y’all don’t know me & mostly never will because you’re content with taking the blue pill.
My vibrations are higher now that I’ve rested, that I took time to understand the heart I’ve been blessed with.
This is not an attack—
I just wanted to say real life is the best & the Internet is whack. at Bushwick, Brooklyn