What was the reason? Yep. Kind of says it all?
That’s me asking Mama, society, government, God, everything?
What was the reason?
I surely know the impression it gave me?
Kind of like a Harry Potter mark no one can see but me?
I know what I felt. And I don’t like folks telling me I didn’t feel like I felt. And I don’t like a world that can’t take my truth and that wants to bury us all deep to keep us silent while the machine roars on.
Excuse me for stopping the damn parade? Excuse me for saying stop for a minute. And explaining my side? The one your running over is me.
What is the reason?