Breaking Free
You insensitively categorize me
Branding poverty as my own while claiming me unwise
You may see me as a waste
Well that no longer applies.
My passivity seems to upsets you.
It fills you up with fear.
Knowing that your insults come in and out one ear.
Does this make you want to interfere?
Like many before me,
With the will to upsize
Regardless of my chromosomes
I will reach the skies.
You’d like to see me fail.
Become a statistic
Giving up on hopes and dreams
To you this is what’s realistic.
My confidence seems to offend you.
The way I thrive with knowledge.
My progression is inevitable
Your reassurance is my path to college.
You claim I’m on welfare,
You see me with despise,
You assume I’m a hoodlum
But please open your eyes!
My success seems to upset you.
I don’t know why but if you open your eyes
You will see that I can be triumphant
In a place you declare equalized.
I will surpass your
Prejudice
I’m ready to prove my strength,
No matter the length.
Leaving behind poverty
I will bring unto the world
The determination to dreams,
I am the catalyst.
I will break free.