My thoughts and dreams,...

A blank screen another thought. Headspace is a reflection of my imperfection, Can’t seem to get it straight. I want to scream and shout my anger, sometimes I wish my sun would set. Instead I sit and wonder why as a tear rolls down my eye... Can’t ever let them see me cry. Can’t seem to maintain, everything done in vain it seems, I try to explain but I’m nothing but a walking mistake. When will I break? Life isn’t a such piece of cake, how much will it take, everything’s at stake. Trying to get some peace of mind,... Positivity and encouragement, are my crime Negativity only brings me down feels like I’m drowning Trying not to wear this frown, remembering along the way  to śtraighten my crown.. I know I say can't alot, but in retrospect I can And I will overcome 🖤

When  my heart is broken, it could be like the ocean... Living in this age, we’re  like animals caged. Everything is staged, can’t look past the rage. I see with my eyes until everything’s hazed, til I’m forced to see everything blurry as if in ablaze. Not seeing clearly, not thinking right. Everything I’ve known has been taken from sight. Like being indigenous all over again,.. this time the whole country is holding my hand. Were walking together, together alone... Surviving each day in a new world unknown. A country in debt, run on lies and regrets, stories untold as the repercussions unfold. So full of schemes, running out of means, a recipe for disaster, what’s to come after? Sending us cash, the silence before the storm, Will we be once more conformed... Distractions while conducting interactions has always been the master plan,.. the lots of masses could never understand, so they send you money and people are dying, America's in tears, the election is