street

I have trouble saying this.
it’s hard to pretend I’m fucking street
when y’all know it ain’t true.

the rage – contrived
just because I had to.

the one who wishes for some
conformity with all
y’all don’t know how hard it is
to be that

knowin’ yourself
and tryin’ to be
real
and tryin’ to keep it real
is a job in itself.