A New Woman

It's your fault, but i know i am still not innocent until now... where i am all grown up.

this is a story all about how my life turned upside down.
Along the lines hard to be me.
others had to see...
I wasn't trying to play it cool.
Coz i were Arabic and they called me a fool.
said stop playing baby then flows of words, racist and harsh.
So the devil and Satan whispered into my mind.
So i got into a couple of nasty fights.
Let out the lights.
So now everyone don't know me as i was gone...
Not seen for years.
Now think i am a b**ch and they don't even know me.
making me mad...
And not just a tad.
So who's to blame?
How do they claim?
A new friendship without keeping it real.
So let lips seal.
So this is not my fault totally.
yes i kind of blame myself i am still not innocent in this situation, but you started the circumstance of proving your racism.
Come a child finds it hard to concentrate before they start the action and Patience is hard to find, so now I'll say.
Go upside down and look at your self everyone else has out grown and you still swear by it.
So bye yo smell ya later.



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It`s your fault, but i know i am still not innocent until now... where i am all grown up.

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