Tuesday, December 4, 2012

conviction poem

so you say you're ninety nine percent swag
with youre hats and sagging pants looking ridiculous trying to fit in
living in the suburbs is a contradiction to your style
you have no style you just copy your friends and media
the old you was the real you and not a copy
you are now as fake as my grandpas teeth
the whole yolo style is hot right now but it does not fit everyone
stick with the original people love that about you
besides swag is for boys but class is for men
swag goes away but class will forever live on
be the person you were meant to be which will lead you to your destiny
stand up for you corkiness, intelligence, manners
people who accept that matter and people who dont are pure barbies
pretending to have an accent like a brother from compton
please wake up from your fantasy world and live the reality
the people can see through you
seeing the person you are trying to be
stop being a sheep following the herd
be the man in charge like the war general
be secure of youre true personality and indulge a deep breathe of air
You need to be yourself for the sake of youre fate
I love myself and accept me for the person
It brings true happiness and attracts people you were meant to be with
I believe in originality
DO YOU

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