Written by: TaNae S.
Some people live in a circus
With clowns and monkeys
Seals and donkeys
Hookers and Junkies
Hanging on the trapeze of life
With no harness and no safety net
Roaring louder than the lions
With constant complaints
Of haters and fakers
Troublemakers and heartbreakers
It’s been complete non-sense
And it’s really becoming a nuisance
In every sense of the word
Now, ever since
I’ve been confused and disturbed
So I ask...
What if it’s my life that’s the freak show?
And I'm The ultimate freak
Because I don’t let the swag affect me
Although it’s juggling most and it's flinging the rest
Denouncing the beautiful ones
And dethroning the best
Degrading the respected
Ripping the S from their chest
It has scholars & achievers Failing and cheating on test
The swag is making them sag and it's dragging them down so low
That they can’t even walk
In a minute, their pants will become a thing of the past
In a year it’ll be history
His and hers and his story
We’re falling so fast
I say we because
I am an extension of you and
You of them and them of us
And because he didn’t
Now she can’t and
Ours won’t since they wouldn’t
But they are I and I am we and
I can change the world by changing me
Maybe it’s just me
Perhaps my life’s the freak show
And I'm The Ultimate freak
Because I don’t think sluts and thugs, slackers and users are cute
Fortunately my mother was not a mute
We used to learn things from the television
But now it’s a block-a-vision
And displays a cruel extension of a false reality
Filled with attention grabbers
Dream stabbers
Table dancers
Breast enhancers
Butt, lip, cheek plumpers
Random humpers
Traffic is bumper to bumper
Juggling the balls of so many men
Women and women
Men on Men
Texting while driving
Don’t drink and drive
When will it freaking end
Suppose my life’s the freak show
and I'm the ultimate freak
If I try to eat healthy and organicallySo I don’t become a side show elephant
Blow up to a fatty blimp
And start feeling insignificant
Swallow my self esteem with my fast food
And cry over the irrelevant
Make excuses that I’m sick of and I throw up
Not knowing what it truly meant
To be Popping Big Pharmaceutical pills
Because I can't control my disease
My mind ain't at ease
and I’ll never be skinny
Because commercials are a tease
I’m fat and I can’t control it
I've death gripped my will to stop
But Can I ever let go of it
Maybe my life’s the freak show
And I'm the supreme fReaK
TBC...
*May you look in the mirror and always see something beautiful.