Have you ever heard what comes out of your mouth?
It’s everything you continue to say and everything you do
You continue to drive yourself further and further south
You continue to blame everything on everyone but have you ever began to consider you thought yourself a little too privileged and when the truth hit you like a pile of bricks you weren’t capable to cope
The truth is you are able
But you can’t pull yourself up
Poetry won’t let me say it so I’ll speak it... you claim you aren’t mentally able yet you’re smart enough to fake it so your laziness can slide for another day, you’re a con
I lived with you for three years you have your problems
I could tell you to suck it up and move on
But you lash out because it’s not what you want to hear from me then
I’m sorry that the truth doesn’t fit in your narrative
You depend on a failed system to fix you yet you’re mad when it does nothing for you despite no matter what we tell you I guess you still know better yet you suffocate in your misery but it’s what you always do
The truth is you are able
But you can’t pull yourself up
Here’s the truth of it I hope your skin is thick
You’re a jealous white man jealous of welfare yes you did your time yet and you’re looking for a government hand out yet when I tried to help you, you scraped any mention of why you are were you are today, silly gay.
Stop playing the victim
Look to yourself and realize
You need to break yourself apart
I’m sorry but facts are facts, if it’s all wrong you maybe you aren’t right. I would have told you before but I feared a punch to the face, yes I feared you.
The truth is you are able
But you can’t pull yourself up
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