He Who They Refuse to See

I’m trapped in childhood

little boy running from the girl within

towards the man of my dreams

how do you grow up and out

but not away from the you

you have always been

he who they refuse to see

screaming crying every day for more

more of what I don’t know

I just know there has to be more to me than this

to life then the lies I’ve been feed

the familiarity I fear but won’t release

all my life from Sunday to Sunday

we sing for deliverance

striving for the happy here after

it will all be better by and by

what about now I want to be free today

“Mommy why weren’t we born free?”

I wish liberation was a birth right

it be nice to be born with a road map at lease

a instructional manual or something

cause I’m growing everyday

taking leaps and bounds but still trapped

like a child as a child some how

an old little boy

grown ass little girl an OG in my own mind

a veteran before my time

who can solve their problems but not mine

I’m trapped in childhood

little boy running from the girl within

towards the man of my dreams

he who they refuse to see

Fuck it these days I don’t even recognize me

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