Biiig daawwgg, I've got something to tell you, I

am learning how much my less can be more, my

best efforts to clarify, coalesce the fragments of the self in tough times

You've told me, who's not told.... I

forget. I'm not criminal for getting along with others, am I?

Sup brah yeah I left the light on. When you

try to take some time to know me, in truth

I don't know what you "want" from me, I'm proof

that the question is not answered yet

Hey :) Yeah, I got your message, thanks for

thinking of me. But you know, I can't help but feel your

idea of me is illusory. There's been more

written of me, beyond the old epithets

The "fronting" and all is just real, I'm alive

Oh man. Please see the things I'm trying to prove

as fruitless fights I can't afford. You're amused?

We're agonized over how we change into

the role that "they" "need," and yet

it seems to be a way to thrive (seems)