i see him
him white boy
him sits in back of class -an gets to say
everything thats on his mind
offends my kind
and whether he is doin this on purpose
I don't know
but minds/(mines) won't grow
if I dont understand what he is thinkin
raise my hand
and say my peace,
BUT
all of them are looking when I speak
i think i'm meek
then instantly they know it too
spells to undo
overcompensate by yelling
then suddenly I am telling them the truth
so much to say but rarely speak my heart
so much to say but rarely speak my heart
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