so what

I am an immigrant

I am white

I am 27

I’ve been

judged by people who seemed to

be friendly with

my behavior

I am a dreamer

I am a good brother

I am love

I roll

I smoke

I roll

I see

The difference is that

I am accountable

of what

I am being

now you,

on the other side,

just be sittin’ there and judging

like you know what is

life

or how to live it

no, you’re a simple pleb

willing to die

for a praise from your mom

or dad

or other traumatic figure

which in fact

nobody but you care

and I mean no

disrespect

but fuck it

and I am blamed that I have no kids

but if I had

I’d be blamed

for not doing much for society

or that I am incapacitated

again

I mean no disrespect but

choose if you want me

to be reproductive or productive.

of course, you can argue that

I can be both

and many men have proven me wrong

but this is not about kids

it’s about what you’re being

told to do

it’s about society.

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you see,

you can do whatever you wanna do,

but only if you know...

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How sick people should be?

to still trust news and

organized media?

To believe their friends,

who don’t believe in themselves?

To measure riches in gold?

No values,

fake standards,

fake stories,

fake noises,

fake everything,

fake society,

fake reality,

fuck reality,

fuck society,

fuck the rules that you don’t even understand,

fuck the rules that nobody understands,

where are the rules of how to win this game,

or how to be a winner in the game?

where is this anger coming,

and if you’re not angry then

you’re really missing out on

your life,

not even

opportunity,

it’s just another lie

you’re repeating to yourself

that you’re not a

cry

baby

cry me a river

you’re a grown-ass man,

and still haven’t figured

what is with this life

and what’s to be figured?