Autocorrect
Looking at my pictures let the narcissist bloom
I buried my sadness to give happiness room,
but instead of being happy I just create fear
To look in the mirror and see the same leer
My ‘blackness’ cannot feel pain so I shed no tears
Even though i carry more hurt than I can bear
The reflection is a reminder of who I am
The profiles are reminders of who I scam
Its hard to live up to the status of more than average
Ignoring my flaws is also ignoring my passage
The damage of broken relationships make me
The stream of violence clings when I try to break free
Gifted with a voice, but no words would come out
As I witness my mom with a person who is all about
dominance, her nature to stay and mine to go
Conflicted to the point that I loss a sense of home
No one believes my struggle in social situations
Because i masked it along with my stagnation
Plus no one wants to admit that society creates,
a pedestal for one to stand another to await
Opportunities that were in my reach float away
Down the stream of life with tranquil sway
DIstractions become my excuses for relinquishing
All of my passions that I was close to finishing
Always would put myself down and didn't know why
The blue of the sky invisible to my eye
That could only see the mistakes i made
Instead of the accomplishments that i shade
On my personal canvas but I’ m not an artist
Then again I am otherwise how could i start this
to admit weakness does not make me weak
I’m not afraid to let my soul drip and leak
sometimes I can be my worst critic just by overthinking
to the point that my creations begin sinking
I cannot swim fast enough to save them in time,
but if I let them drown then I am committing a crime
With the skills that I constantly belittled I grab a rod
Reel them with speed that is worthy of awed
It instinct to save my imagination because thats me
I always hated some of my identities, but that’s me
I’m almost there, to the day where I can finally see
That there is nothing wrong with being me