The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]

Unloved.

Don't say more about me,
You don't know the half of it, and you lie,
You are dedicated to spreading rumors around the world, but yeah, I'm inside them,
You told me that the girl I liked was a whore, now that I'm a son of a bitch, why you can only say shit?

Is your whole life based on expanding other people's shit?,
If I told your parents about your homosexuality, or about what you have also done, the damage you do to people,
A little shit, just a bit did you say?,
It is evident that you only know how to throw your shit into the world, you are a mirror of lies, and you stole.

I am the racist when I listen to black music,
But are you the ones who now call me a misogynist for listening to Kanye West?
Listening to Metro Boomin and Future is a crime but stealing from a grocery store with your friends is not, I guess I'm just a masochist without a mic-.

Who is to blame for this story?,
If one of the two versions only tells lies based on something he may have seen,
But no, I shouldn't worry, right?,
I should keep quiet, that's whatever they want me to have been.

So that when I die everyone hates me,
I don't want anyone to go to my funeral,
I don't even want to be buried with the dead ones,
As if they cared, when they don't even believe me, if they put me in jail for being black with the excuse that according to them I steal.

I bet no one would believe me,
This is how unloved I feel.