Growin up all I had was me

No trust in people,

Who pity me.

No trust in people,

Who threw jabs at me.

My trust was in me.

Go ahead and call me a coward

For keeping quiet

When they left me;

For keeping quiet

When they were in America;

For keeping quiet

While I was in Africa.

Go ahead and call me a coward

For keeping quiet when they came back

Because this time they took me

with them...

Belief they didn't want me;

They didn't tell me other wise.

In reality,

they couldn't keep me.

And I hated them for it.

I hated them because I was bullied.

I hated them for leaving me behind.

I hated them because I was alone.

I hated them for their sacrifices.

I'm not like you

And I'm sorry.