why come you doing me like this (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

you just waste’n yo’ damn time
‘cause i jes aint gon be this who
you showing here for me to see
‘cause this aint the one i’m want’n
running around acting like it’s me

why come you doing me like this 

how come you there laughing at me
wearing all these different kinda faces
huddling in the pockets of my eyes
that i keep try’n on one after another
‘cause aint none of them’s make’n
aint making me their size
this why i’m always rushing on
to the next one i’m git’n memorized

and i’m always !hate’n! what waiting
behind all them dimming others
this same damn ugly damn face
the ugly damn face that’s mine
who dat it never gon shine
so you spiteful old cheap piece of glass
you can kiss my goddamn ass!
‘cause all this what you showing here
sho as hell aint what i gonna see
i’m going out some where right now!
and find a new some body for this sham
a one who just for today
i gon be make’n like it them
who i am

Copyright © 2016 Asili Ya Nadhiri

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