Society is so cruel 
Telling us who we are 
By the way we dress 
By the scars on our wrists 
 
Society telling us that we won't become successful 
Off these collections of 
So called 
Poetry 
 
Society, playing us like we are a damn game 
Like we are the little pieces that move from space to space 
Telling us where we stand 
Where we belong 
 
Society who judges who we are 
because of who we have been 
in our pasts 
Who decides what we can be 
by what we have been 
before  
 
Society judges you 
And you live with the feeling of being too poor 
to afford a life 
And they look down on you 
like you don’t mean anything at all 
 
Society portraying discrimination 
by treating a man different for his skin color? 
Like he doesn’t deserve as much as a man of no color 
Like his family is not as important 
Like he is too dumb to speak up against them 
 
Society, killing off it's own people 
So many deaths 
killing its children by getting in their heads 
and making them feel they are not good enough 
The children feel so out of place 
Feeling like they're pushed around 
And end their own lives 
 
Society, falling down on our people 
Poisoning their minds 
Like acidic rain 
Ridding our minds of any hopes or goals 
Dreams, society loves killing