I don’t even know what a “Real Writer” is anymore
I thought I did, but my concept has changed from before
I don’t give a fuck who do & don’t adore me
Who hates, who relates or who has love for me
All that shit is starting to bore me
If you think you’re apart of an elite class
It just further shows how much you don’t have any class
I made this mistake as well
But now I can tell,
that there ain't no such thing
everybody got their own concepts, ideas , opinions of what they think
that make a good write
and there is no way that you can get everybody to fully appreciate your insights
everybody head is in different places
different mice, different mazes
going through different phases
as everyone chases
some ideal concept that they think will make them worth something
whether you make something or birth something,
everybody wondering the earth looking for something
people think that their concept of you is what gives you a definition
then they find out that how they once defined you, is different than their original
premonition
trying to force conviction
because you don’t meet their conditions
but I fail to see how they’re in any position
to try to dictate my mission
I’m arrogant, cocky & conceited cause I don’t listen
Just another fame seeking muthafucker needing attention
They feel threatened cause I don’t take defeat, I can stand the heat so I stay in the kitchen
I take all opinions head-on, its not insecurity, its my decision
A lot of people are closed minded, so I try to give them vision outside of their mental prison
Some people respect it, some people neglect it
Then some people just don’t get it
But you cant get everyone to feel you so the negativity is to be expected
But I don’t regret it
Even though I know that there are many & plenty that want me beheaded
Mad at the fact that I don’t take shit back….if I said it, I meant it
Where I end it is where I end it, I don’t need you to consent it
I’m not gonna lose any sleep over a poem all because you didn’t rate or comment it
I sleep very easy, my mind is calm cool & breezy
Cause I speak my mind at all times & that frees me
Don’t deny it…just try it…..if you wanna see what true peace be
I don’t care how cold you act towards me…you’ll never freeze me
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