I want my explicit lines to exist in minds
not as twisted lines but simplistic rhymes
Because I want everyone to understand not excluding you
I want to cause jaws to drop and people staring too
I want you to be in it. I want you to search for the meaning
And after you hear the beginning I want you to be poetry fiending
because poetry is my life And my life is in a poetic stance
And I think it should be a poet's right to have poetic fans
because I wanna get everyone involved in what seems to have saved my life
It helps me get over my trials and tribulations, complications and strife
And if a topic seems redundant in my poetry
Just know that topic has been haunting me and holding me
So I'll write poems 'bout my mom until she looks at me and smiles
because all I ever wanted was to think I made my mother proud
And with my dad I can look at him and tell how hard he tries
But I can tell he hurts inside, because I'm gay and my heart cries
I was born with three strikes I guess I'm in my bonus round
I'm black I'm a girl I'm gay, yea I'm really talking now
And I hope that you're still listening
Because if you miss a part of my poems a part of my life is missing …