“Do you care, when you hear the course rusted rasp
A voice that stills calls out crippled by mental illness
No one can see, they care about the profile
That’s all you are, a collection of instances
You can only be the person you seem to be…” … More It’s your fault
It’s the context, I’m that helpless child again, the child I fought to protect Where am I supposed to go At least when I was living in fear I had a home, I had hope. I had yet to learn the struggle of finding resources Finding help, a key A start without damnation Without having, … More Facebook ‘Parents’
So much fucking privilege.
Privilege to assume you know a life-built from a herd of abrasions.
Pigment is meaningless to those with little of it, just like Privilege
The barriers to success that have been systematically put up to condemn this poor lazy negro.
Why, should I want? Light skinned negress. … More Unwanted Words of Wisdom