Monday, November 21, 2011

Poem #2

Do they like me? I am too short? What am I going to wear? zzzzzz
I’m Exhausted!




I’m tired of trying to figure out

Who I am in all this confusion

Of our disillusioned society.

Who’s who -what’s what?

Keeping up with the Jones’s

Creeping to find out the latest

Playing the name game when I don’t even

Know my name.

I’m tired of the grin and trying to win

The company of my peers

Who really cares?

 If they like me –or not.

I’m tired of forcing to fit in

With my fake Jordans, weave, and Gucci bags

That sags- and for what?

To prove that I’m in the know?

For show?

Nah man- this ain’t me

Takes too much energy

I’M EXHAUSTED!


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