Nothing is ever how it seems
I guess when It comes to me They speak on me as if they have written my biography Walked in my shoes, struggled everyday besides me...When you don't give ppl any actions You give them room to imagine Space to give up stories about how your life's in shambles and your far from glory ...Nothing is ever how it seems But people will speak on you as if they know what it is As if they mothered you and brought you to life and kicked it with you when you was the stoop kid...Lil do they know you a bold oneLil do they know your story is a old one You knock down Goliath's and they was one of em But the difference is you ain't have to bash them to get where your goinNothing is ever how it seems So when you ask some one to define me Make sure they were there when the blueprint was made to design me When I was constructed to conquer challenges bigger then Noah's arkDays when I fought and gained scars deeper than the toughest spartan They won't tell you how my valleys were and how high climbed each mountainTruth be told when you ask someone about somebody how much good do they say About them ... They won't say she's intelligent brown skin Beyoncé They give telephone versions of fairy tales they heard the other day.Let the rumors , hatred and insults be the step stool to rise above it allThey talked about Jesus , and on the bad days it's his name they call.Speak on my past, I'll let my actions speak on how I prosper Next time you hear my name ask do they really know her? Nothing is ever how it seems
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love_supreme says: I feel you on this one. Good write. |
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The Immortal Wize says: Damn!!! this goes hard with an explosive flow. |
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tretre says: I agree with Wize Dom...This poem captures everything that a lot of people feel including myself. Amazing work. Keep that pen movin Bebe Palmer! |
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Bebe_palmer says: Thanks â¤ï¸! |
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2b2b2 says: Tight Piece....thanks for sharing! |
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igotastory says: I love this poem so much |
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Bebe_palmer says: Thank you! â¤ï¸ vid soon 😠|
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Bebe_palmer says: Thank you! â¤ï¸ vid soon 😠|
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scash102 says: Wow. Love this one. |
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