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B4 the world told you who to be

I just get so mixed up trying to sort things out.
I was raised to be so strong,
but I really have my doubts .
I judge my life completely, by things that I’ve been told .
like:"if you don’t have kids quickly you’re guna  be too old!"
Or “ if ur man don’t buy u things, then you better leave him cold”
Iv been told so many things, from my family and the world.
I’ve been told whats wrong and right, since I was just a little girl.
and it seems so black and white
all the deals we create-" you have to make good money, and you have to own a car, you have to have all these things, ( were told )so you can make it far “,
and ”if you’re missing one thing, then a losers what you are ",
judgement has no mercy, its an ugly, ugly thing.
all these fucking standards are chipping at my brain .
Its fucked up,
when the world’s opinions just won’t shut up
standards so loud they make a cloud,
in my fucking head -
so I don’t remember what I think -
only what others have said
that you have to be a certain way, So you can get ahead
or you have to be a certain way—or your Rude, or weak—
Were judged every day by who we love,
to what we do or speak.
& I wish I was an animal, so I was truly wild
no opinions to influence me, when I was just a child,
me before I let the world, tell me who to be ..
I know that  it sounds crazy but, I can’t remember Who is me?
 I wish I was a bird, with no opinions I could speak .
Just a simple bird that flew around, beautiful & free.

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