Pride
SEE PEOPLE ALWAYS TALK ABOUT ME,
THE WAY I ACT,
AND THE THINGS THAT I LACK.
GIVING ME ALL KIND OF BULLSHIT LIKE THAT.
THEY GIVE ME NO RESPECT, BUT EXPECT THAT I DO JUST THAT.
PEOPLE WANT TO JUDGE ME AND DISRESPECT ME.
BUT NEVER REALLY FULLY UNDERSTAND ME.
THEY DONT CARE TO SEE WHO I WANT TO BE BUT WHO THEY WANT ME TO BE.
DEEP INSIDE IS WHERE I AM.
THAT PERSON IS INSIDE OF ME WANTING TO BE FREE BUT AFRAID OF HOW THE PEOPLE MAY SEE ME.
WHEN THE PERSON COMES OUT OF ME THAT WANTS TO BE FREE, THEN THE PEOPLE WILL REALLY SEE ME.
THROW ME IN THE COURT ROOM IN FRONT THE JURY AND JUDGE ME.
THEY ARE GOING TO SAY IT AINT RIGHT, LIFE AINT SUPPOSED TO GO THAT WAY, BUT TRUTH BE TOLD I'VE BEEN THAT WAY, AND I'LL BE THIS WAY UNTIL I TAKE MY LAST BREATH AND THEY PUT ME IN MY GRAVE.
WHY DO I HAVE TO HIDE WHO IM DEEP INSIDE.
SHOULDN'T I BE ABLE TO SHOW MY PRIDE?
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