The Life of "BLACK PEOPLE"

2.

They hate me because of the way I choose to live my fucking life
                                  💛

I just wish, my mother loved me like you did
               I just wish, they'll stop hating me cause I'm optimistic

          I just wish, They'll learn more from me then being, black

                     Equality
  
                                   Love
                                               
      
                                           Hopelessness

I walked down Times Square, honestly with no where to go in mind.

Pain by Yungeen Ace played lowly in my headphones

      I watched the live TV shows streaming on the digital billboards.

             britty 💛

britty 💛: where are you?
           received@11:30 am

     me: by the Spotify billboard
               sent @11:32 am

     I paused my music, and put my headphones up

    I saw one of my cool friends Britt, coming up to me

   "What's good beautiful?" She kissed my left cheek

I returned the gesture back, "Nothing bored outta my mind."

We began walking, with no where in mind

    "We should go to this kick back, a place by Crown Heights." She showed me a photo of the place

  I cringed at the site, but they're known for the best Kick Backs in Brooklyn.
I was outta school, too.

    "What time it start?" I pulled out my phone

      "9:30."

I nodded

                      brotha 🤒
      me: I'm going to a party tonight, I should be coming to change later tonight

        sent @11.45 am
brotha 🤒: the one in Crown Hill? Uhm, no
        received@11:45 am

  "My brother is bugging." I yelled in frustration

      My brother Mashawn, is very protective over me. Since our mother decided to hate her own kids and my father only talk to us when he needs something.

    I believe he manages some artist and he's heavy in the drug game

    "Aww, your brother is a cutie."
  I straight faced her, the fuck