Emotional

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I was extremely bored, sad, and mad when I wrote this. I don't know if I can even call this a poem. More like a rant that rhymes or something. I don't know, hope you enjoy!

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Haven't you noticed that everything is the same? Have you ever thought it was something deeper, that cant be named? Why aren't we talking about the people dying everyday? Starving, getting shot without mercy? You think I'm killing you but what about Trevon, what was his excuse? He died because he was black, wearing a hoodie no mask. Accused of stealing, but no hard evidence, really?

And what about the suicidal people? I got my friends talking about killing themselves over bullshit, thats an issue. Not thinking of their family or friends reactions, selfish bitches, and thats meant to hurt your feelings. Cutting their wrist daily, new scars on their face, destroying beautiful skin that god made, all because they had a bad day?

What about poor people living? Why aren't we donating money, save a life, thats giving. Grownups and little children, starving to death, no clothes in the cold. I know you see their ribs showing, if you think seeing the same-sex kiss is more sad, you're homophobic. You think seeing that is inhumane? I thought we were all human, had a religion, Free to choose what you like is called freedom.

Freedom is something we don't have. You might think so, but wait to you get older, you learn so. We take freedom away as we speak, passing judgement, discrimination without justice. But I thought we was out of the holocaust, no more jim crow laws, and everything is equal. We aren't. People still die because of their choice, bullied if their gay, discriminated for their color.

But we never talk about this? Your past without money was so hard right? Then you know how it feels and should be helping others. Honestly no lying, you don't care do you? You just talk about the first thing that brings in money. Or is it deep concepts shall not be named? I'm done talking, if you haven't got the point yet then you're unholy. Inhumane, the discriminator, that should be ashamed.

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Like I said. Really on some emotional stuff.

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