WordOfMouth  

Day in and Day out

Fighting, kicking, and then a shout

Let me free, let me be

Open my eyes so I can see

Hateful glares, peripheral stares

Tense backs, necks, twisted lips

Waiting for those words to slip

…But…

Day in and Day out

They think they know what I’m about

Shell I continue as an enigma

Or crack the doors with insignias

Shell I become elated or intoxicated with their fear of the liberated

…But…

Day out and Day in

I can hardly wait to begin

This sin…

Concentrating on keeping it within

It’s hard I’ve been dealt a bad card

I want to be accepted, appreciated

Emancipated by my peers, I want to hear the cheers

They say come, come, come…

Arms open wide, no one by my side

Fear in my belly, skin feeling something like jelly

Body moving closely, hand sweating profusely, eyes look erratically

They all want what’s on the outside

My flesh, my beauty

Yeah I’m a cutie

…But…

Day out and Day in

They would hide or turn their heads in disgust

Their mouth would fuss, cuss and discuss

Would have could have thoughts of lust…

No wonder they have preconceptions of the make of me

But They really Don’t know who the Fuck I Be.

…But…

With a blind eye; Day in and Day out

I leave the closet walking about

Feeling free with despair

Only wanting to share

My thought and desire