I am not the worlds' best poet
I only write the way I feel
If you judge my words for approval
Maybe need to critise them as well
I can not write up to expectations
When fighting back my own depression
I will not conform to how you wish
Not for a long time
I do not deserve to face any understanding
I write and write for my friends to share
Even the greatest poets were misunderstood
Over the years people became to cherish them
Read them and see the tortures souls in their words
I would never bring a friend or enemy down
Never turn my back or mock them for who they are
Not for a long time
Yes I have made my share of mistakes
And I have seen America come and make history
A first step in the fight against racism
I have seen them embrace a man for what he stands for
To see past the very colour of his own skin
And to see this happen makes me feel proud
Something I thought I would never live to see
Not for a long time
I only write the way I feel
If you judge my words for approval
Maybe need to critise them as well
I can not write up to expectations
When fighting back my own depression
I will not conform to how you wish
Not for a long time
I do not deserve to face any understanding
I write and write for my friends to share
Even the greatest poets were misunderstood
Over the years people became to cherish them
Read them and see the tortures souls in their words
I would never bring a friend or enemy down
Never turn my back or mock them for who they are
Not for a long time
Yes I have made my share of mistakes
And I have seen America come and make history
A first step in the fight against racism
I have seen them embrace a man for what he stands for
To see past the very colour of his own skin
And to see this happen makes me feel proud
Something I thought I would never live to see
Not for a long time
copyright Chris Smith 2009
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