I canâ??t do this anymore! What made me think I was this strong? I canâ??t fight the fight, I canâ??t rite the wrong. The pieces that lie before me will not fit in place, when I look into the mirror the tears burn my face. The wind is blowing, the clouds are showing and thereâ??s no sun to be seen. Every time I glance at you, you donâ??t have to look so mean! I see a black man walking I feel the hatred grow. Where did this prejudice come from? I donâ??t know, I donâ??t knowâ?¦ The sky keeps getting darker, no not because itâ??s night. Someone stop him please heâ??s taking all my light. When did my goals change? When did my dreams die? Why when know ones looking I always seem to cry? Why did it become so important to impress someone I hate? Sheâ??ll always be better, underneath his mask heâ??ll always think sheâ??s great. It happened right in front of me, right in front of my eyes! Why couldnâ??t I see the truth, whyâ??d I believe all the lies? I hate myself because of this and her even more. Why couldnâ??t I see it happening? God, that fucking whore! Now she haunts me in my dreams, every night itâ??s the same. Her little voodoo spells on me, my pain is her game. If I could only make her loose, if I could only win. Maybe things would go back to normal, maybe Iâ??d be me again. How do I get past these thoughts up inside my head? I have to keep telling myself I can not make her dead! The rain drips down the window, I think God is crying for me. Because all these thoughts in my head I know that he can see. Death is all around us, it stares us in the face. It slides down my back, as I wonder whereâ??s my placeâ?¦
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