I tell you what
Call me a nigger if you dare, the word is but a word, I don't care. Spit in my face, a different story to be told, peaceful I am not always, what misery would unfold
Call me a nigger if you dare, the word is but a word, I don't care. Spit in my face, a different story to be told, peaceful I am not always, what misery would unfold
It feels like flushed cheeks and pulsating jawbones It feels empty It feels like blood rapidly popping as it travels from heart It feels like nothing It feels like under/over eating It feels like a vo
The anxiety makes the stomach flip The depression makes the limbs heavy The tug and pull Is overwhelming and nauseating Gags Short breaths Teeth chattering Big sighs as tears roll down