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When accused of stealing As my heart and soul are healing And a man is trying to project his feelings, violations done to him in the past and memories so vivid he places wrongful accusations While I'm supposed to be on a two-day vacation That was supposed to be immersed and surrounding positivity... But if course he failed to see the real me While lacking tact, manners, and integrity With his delivery In his thoughts. Acting like I was caught. Red-handed with a crime I never committed. OJ didn't fit the gloves And I wasn't feeling the love... But that Motherfucker was most likely not innocent And he at least had the chance to defend himself Immersed all in his fame and wealth My friend decided to nail me to the cross About a shit ton of things None of which were things that I brought to his home When I traveled alone ...unwarranted & repeated persecution I was forced to listen to From my alleged friend Is this the end...of me trusting or trying to be vulnerable ? When I have the willpower and desire to Stay alone and sit at home. Where I am safe Without a debate... Of someone misidentifying my character A man who praises me Wanting inside of me But...who thinks that I am a thief Apologizing and expecting me to feel relief...When the item is found... Close to the ground... He expects my fondness and care from him to be sticking around... It feels like our bond must be gone...or at least broken I have spoken on my behalf Recognizing and acknowledging my Innocence . A weird apology is voiced Yet, there is not a minute to rejoice...as the justifications of the alleged crime come out of his mouth like the Macy's Day Parade... As he continues to say what I did wrong and why I'm acting guilty... A delusional character who fails to see.. He isn't seeing and processing what Is in front of his face The factual details that are in place A Happening before his eyes, time seems to fly with waves of more unfeeling and ingenuine apologies ... Followed by insulting her & accusing her of other things. He failed to bring a sense of peace and relaxation She felt such a sad sensation That her friend didn't know her as well as she thought he did Or failed to comprehend Her feelings were valid. And the rabbit holes of cyclical conversations Left nobody to win ... Her sins aren't better than his Yet this was ridiculous session staggered with just And insanity The white girl brings to him in all shaped & sizes As he plans the demise of my character... That I won't own. I just want to go home where I know myself And can pursue my own goals Staying in my lane... Without those who shower me with shame Where I can heal and sit in my sanity Avoiding those so-called "friends " Who shit on me in the end.
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When accused of stealing As my heart and soul are healing And a man is trying to project his feelings, violations done to him in the past and memories so vivid he places wrongful accusations While I'm supposed to be on a two-day vacation That was supposed to be immersed and surrounding positivity... But if course he failed to see the real me While lacking tact, manners, and integrity With his delivery In his thoughts. Acting like I was caught. Red-handed with a crime I never committed. OJ didn't fit the gloves And I wasn't feeling the love... But that Motherfucker was most likely not innocent And he at least had the chance to defend himself Immersed all in his fame and wealth My friend decided to nail me to the cross About a shit ton of things None of which were things that I brought to his home When I traveled alone ...unwarranted & repeated persecution I was forced to listen to From my alleged friend Is this the end...of me trusting or trying to be vulnerable ? When I have the willpower and desire to Stay alone and sit at home. Where I am safe Without a debate... Of someone misidentifying my character A man who praises me Wanting inside of me But...who thinks that I am a thief Apologizing and expecting me to feel relief...When the item is found... Close to the ground... He expects my fondness and care from him to be sticking around... It feels like our bond must be gone...or at least broken I have spoken on my behalf Recognizing and acknowledging my Innocence . A weird apology is voiced Yet, there is not a minute to rejoice...as the justifications of the alleged crime come out of his mouth like the Macy's Day Parade... As he continues to say what I did wrong and why I'm acting guilty... A delusional character who fails to see.. He isn't seeing and processing what Is in front of his face The factual details that are in place A Happening before his eyes, time seems to fly with waves of more unfeeling and ingenuine apologies ... Followed by insulting her & accusing her of other things. He failed to bring a sense of peace and relaxation She felt such a sad sensation That her friend didn't know her as well as she thought he did Or failed to comprehend Her feelings were valid. And the rabbit holes of cyclical conversations Left nobody to win ... Her sins aren't better than his Yet this was ridiculous session staggered with just And insanity The white girl brings to him in all shaped & sizes As he plans the demise of my character... That I won't own. I just want to go home where I know myself And can pursue my own goals Staying in my lane... Without those who shower me with shame Where I can heal and sit in my sanity Avoiding those so-called "friends " Who shit on me in the end.
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