Everything around me is a distraction from my problems, my fears, my reality. As I get older the truth becomes more clear gradually.

Sports blind people from thinking too deep. You ain’t got time to analyze the world when you too busy improving your speed.
Music tells a story of emotional release, love and wealth. For about 3 minutes, it distracts me from the fact I don’t get to experience those things myself.
Grades place a goal in my life. It gives me a reason to try once more. But it don’t necessarily mean I’ll get a job so I don’t know what I’m doing it for.
Clothes are the way I get away from my stress. I can’t pay rent but my shoes make me feel blessed. This fake wealth pretty and I wear it like weave. Ironically, when I wear my chain I feel so free.
For 20 minutes my mind elevates and my problems seem small. But My problems would double if the police were called. You see prisoners on tv and feel no sympathy. I see those same men and realize they’re a lot like me.
Women give me love and when I’m inside I feel safe. As I grow older I want stability. I grow tired of the chase. I’m so selfish for wanting you here just to hear you say things are ok. But if your Beauty and booty didn’t distract me, I’d probably cry every day.
My group of people pray and I don’t think we even believe the things we say. We pick and chose the truth and treat certain groups different ways. My mind has caused me to think different and I suppose I’ve been led a stray. There’s no sure fire answer. No one knows the way.
Everything Around me is a distraction from my problems, my fears, my reality. As I get older the truth becomes more clear gradually. I don’t know if being smart is so good for me honestly, because my eyes water as i see life with more clarity.

—C. Swank