I’m getting darker
I can feel it in my skin
I can feel it in my spirit
I can feel it closing in
The way I walk & the way I talk
I don’t recognize myself
I don’t think this is me
Cause this isn’t how I felt
But then again,
That was then and this is now.
Maybe this is me,
But how?
Could be cause I’m older
Cause I know the truth about life
Cause I see the struggle up close
Cause I feel the strife
I keep looking for some reason
Some anchor to purity
Something to keep me good
Even if I’m misunderstood
Then the darkness lashes out
Cause he’s tired of being misunderstood
And tired of being good
For everyone else, except himself
See cause a few months ago
I wouldn’t call a women out her name
So the first time I called my ex a bitch
I knew I wasn’t the same
I just can’t help it
Becoming the nigga I grew up hating
And looking in the mirror every morning
Disappointed because I’m changing
Not for the better
but for the worse
And it hurts
It hurts like hell.
It’s like we’re born pure and life is easy
But soon, it gets harder and harder
I can see the wear and tear in my face
Told you, I’m getting darker.
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