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.
This poem is about:
Me