It seems I have an infamous conquest
My social life has really outdone my self image
Chinese moniker me 'Hikikimiro'
At the mashiriki Tanzanites dabbed me Kimelo,
I am bloody condemned by my tribe as 'Hiti',
Ask me how miserable I have become,
Nihilistic aspects are more palpable at my background.
I have setbacks due to the labelling,
Sometimes I feel like the seed at Mark 4,
Growing on hard terrain,
My relatives sprouting,
Disheartens vivid because never had a mom,
Someone to put my shit together,
It's a void that chaotically statutes me inferior,
Overwhelming it gets whenever 'am the victim'
Regression and disorderly reactions am prone to,
Bitches be judging me,
Sometime intentionally breaking my ego,
I am psychopath-empirical litmus paper to parents,
How unfortunate my future lies indefinate.
Saturday, March 27, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: broken heart