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Fitting In

FITTING IN

                      What size should I be, How long should I wear my hair

                                     Is it ok to be skinny or fat?

                            So many questions, but there all unanswered

       What is this place we called world? Better yet what is this place we call home?

                     If this is home why we are unsafe, scared, and judge

                Walking down the street, a bullet come flying into my blood

           Now I’m helpless lying on the ground, crying for someone to save me!

I hate this judgmental world. Gun violence, drug abuse, domestic violence

                We went from slavery to violence! Why did they fight so hard?

                        If we wasn’t gone to do nothing about it

   What happen to this beautiful world? Soil broken down and crush on bottom of the

Christian louboutin Store five thousand for a pair of shoes, but your lights being cut off

                   Little girls running around thinking it’s ok to be unsafe

                           Texting boys saying “come over to my place”

   Boy’s walking around with their pants hanging down. Is this supposed to be cute!

            Passion love turned into STD’s, women and babies catching HIV

        Education level going down, 15 year old girls standing in the WIC Line

                Unemployment line going around, The BLOCK!

      Why is this world being turned over? Friends Turing into frenmines

                         Lies being spread throughout the “town”

                         Whisper and voices all have different audience

                     Young girls looking for somebody to love them

                   Truth is they want somebody to lay with them in the covers

   Why are we so divided High school all you see is big groups , clicks, gangs , oh that’s

     My ride or die! But in reality it’s only you, when you’re being put in the ground

                 Trust is no longer true, being faithful no longer just you

                    Children starving mother’s running down to the EBT office

                                    What does this world have to offer?

                        Teens nowadays care more about the cost of their jeans

                          Kids with no money trying to get the new 14’s

Facebook turning into MySpace, girls beating each to death on what somebody else say

                Diversity is what I call it; Guidance is what needs to be stared

                                     Everybody trying to fit in

                     Women spending their kid’s money on a new birkin Bag

                                 Be yourself you only live once

Gangbangers all standing on the corner, somebody child gets shot

                                      RIP To Trayvon Martin

We’re living in a world safe to unsafe such a beautiful worlds turned into a ugly place

          “But Me” I commend those who struggle to live day to day

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