With liberty put thoughts to paper
Exercise the few rights you have in response to the rights that you don’t
Sitting here making space for those who don’t understand
Letting them learn how it feels, but using my words
How can I use mine when they don’t use theirs?
I can show you better than I can tell you
But don’t want to scare what’s left of your bliss
By bliss I mean ignorance
By ignorance I mean lack of exposure
And by lack of exposure I mean the privilege.
The privilege to walk around in a bubble
To make purchases out of want and not need
Wearing clothes from Target and not with one
Ones that make you feel comfortable.
My comfort is in my home and nowhere else
My comfort is not even in my car or school
It’s the people that I know with the windows closed and no trouble
It’s keeping a smile on my face so you can’t find a reason to degrade
I can’t be the stereotype if I act the opposite
I pull out your biases by confusing what you think you know about my people
You make the assumption while I already did it first.
Too many firsts to count.
We can’t have a second or third until one of us makes the stand
We can’t celebrate anniversaries when it hasn’t happened in the first place
We don’t celebrate what we have because who seeks the minimum?
Who looks for the smallest amount unless out of dire need...
That’s what we are in
It’s whether or not you look down long enough to notice
Use the liberty you have now to make up for what you don’t