The verse flows freely within my mind

But becomes paralyzed when set on paper

Choked up and disorientated

I cannot say what I feel, or feel what I say

All I know is I'm TIRED

Tired of the TV-scripted version of the so called 'humans' persona of the perfect family,

the perfect love story

Of a life where everything is indescribably beautiful, where happy endings always exist

And I'm TIRED because no one ever questions what happens after that ending,

if shadowed by it is a new beginning

The fun and games of the Disney Motion pictures only hide from a child's mind the truth

And the truth is that we are grown to believe a lie

The Truth is, there is suffering that no prayer can cure

The black wanting to be white, the white wanting to be black

Babies crying for parents they don't have, parents living a life of more problems we imagine

Cursing and misbehaving the only way to fit in

White cops labeling innocent black men for crimes, just to get the chance to slaughter

World disasters and social suicide

A tug of war between good and evil

People believing in the criteria of politics more than religion

Believing in a religion we have no proof on more than God

I'm TIRED of the hatred, violence, the rude awakening of this so called life

And if life is getting worse, what's the point of living it?

If its all for a purpose,what's the point of giving it up?

But I'm still TIRED of the crimes, drugs, and racism

The injustice, labeling, and judgement

The fact that even if you had the brains and beauty you still can't survive

Everyone wants to be someone else, admiring the wrong people

The world is revolving and the present is becoming the past

And our past seems much better than our future

I'm TIRED of the life we live, and how what we live is life

That sooner or later there will be no one to remember all the accomplishments we made throughout time

But still enough to remember the negative impacts of these issues today

I'm TIRED that there is yet for someone to make a difference

For the people who tried were undoubtedly silenced

And the people that have a voice are too scared to use it

Most of all I AM TIRED that the rhythm of the voice that Flows from within our soul, that screams a silent helpless plea will never be Enough to turn into a joyous SHOUT FOR FREEDOM!