Thoughts running through my mind, I’m sure it’s been a mile,

So I figure let me write a poem... it’s been a while

 

Laying in the bed I’m not sleepy but tired:

Tired of feeling good then bad, oh the mood swings,

People so real then fake, switching like mood rings.

What color are you tell me what’s real and what’s true,

Or forever hold your peace whichever you want to do.

It’s your choice, just remember some choices can’t be made,

Like whether your skin is bright like the day or dark like the shade.

But you can choose how you judge me, or if you even judge me at all,

You can see me as innocent or guilty, you be the ref, it's your call.

 

Yeah you are right I'm a rather short man, but I know I stand tall,

Kuz if you had gone through what I've seen, I'm sure that you would fall.

So laugh and make jokes, point and make fun

Kuz it isn't me that’s going to be hurting in the long run.

 

I am on the same level as you, if not higher,

Been through thick and thin, no Kanye West but through the wire.

And I'll be happier with my life by the time that I retire,

And I bet your laughs will come to an end, when you aren't getting hired.

 

That's why I've never really hated the people that have had their lives made,

You know the ones that don't know how to clean, kuz they've always had a maid,

Or even the ones that care for Mother Nature but drive an Escalade.

Oh but you care so much about the environment… HA! That’s a lie,

Don't bother coming to me with that, you can save it for another guy.

 

Kuz stuff like that I just don't wanna hear,

That's why I keep the haters far away and my loved ones near.

Dishonesty and fake characters can leave you nothing but tears,

Or pain and struggle, this I've learned in my 21 years.

 

Some say keep it real or one “hunnid”, and I say keep it 200,

Kuz one hunnid was wayy last year,

And I keep it moving, I don't stop like when headlights hit the deer.

 

Some of y’all stay in reverse, too busy looking in the rear view,

Instead of looking ahead to the good things you can get into.

You'd rather complain about how bad or shady someone has been,

And all this negativity brings you to "way back when”.

 

Well guess what, the past is set in stone but your future can be molded,

No matter who said you can't or how many times you've been scolded.

Go and get yours, we live in a world where closed mouths don't get fed,

If you aren’t working for your future, you shouldn't be tired, no need for a bed.

 

Kuz while you watching your eyelids, somebody is watching their life change,

For the better like going from a 2 door bucket to a Range.

The real people hear me, they feel my words in their heart,

Your faith, and dreams should be Siamese kuz they should never be apart.

So strive and get yours, and most of all be LEGIT,

Kuz times are hard for everyone, and the ones who lose are the ones that quit.