“I realize the imperfections in this composition, and I left it so because we’re all imperfect and need to accept the message of who we are and not what they say we are.”
I wish I were clay
then I could change myself
everyday
Today I should be this and
tomorrow I should be that
and for the moment
society says I’m fat
But not so long ago and
in other royal cultures so
this was a good to go
But merely because times
have changed and lenses
have different colors
I’m resigned to serving
like slaves in chains
I’ll be your skinny mistress
I am whatever you say I am (Eminem)
and that, by the whims of
a psychotic society
And even in writing if I forget
to dot an I or a comma I relent
of that you’ll never forget
I’ll be forever judged and that
it’s a fact of this life
YOU WILL NEVER BE ACCEPTED
Except by those who understand
that hats turned back and
hats turned to the side
are all a part
of the same ride
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