Our sins

How do i maneuver in this world of hate

Before it’s too late

To find the affirmation i need

To succeed

To be freed

Of all disappointments handed

Down from loving parent that knew no better

That just never had the opportunity to go any further 

I hate to sound ungrateful 

When i see others clapped for 

You become resentful 

I want to be happy with the hand i was dealt

But most will never know the pain felt

To strive and fail

Over and over

Living a hell

That never seem to want to end

Man up they say

But Toxicity seem to be the motto of this city

Teach me how to deal with my humanity

Instead of trying to put a filter on my sanity

How do i maneuver this world of hate

Without projecting it