What am i?

You said that one day ill be great

You said that one day ill be wonderful

I dont see it

Can you show me?

I am like a fly trapped inside of a spiders web

Having no place to hide

No place to run

I look inside me and i dont see it

I dont see the power 

The confidence you say i have 

Thw worthiness that shapes me

I sit in the corner 

And talk to a man i think is sitting next to me

About the past and present 

I want equality 

I want balance 

I throw my hands up 

Becasue i am finished 

With a 17-year-old race. 

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