Who I Say I Am


If I’m the greatest then why is poetry still dead
If my rhymes are so profound then why can’t anyone remember what I said
If the poem was so dope then why didn’t anyone comment
If it’s so simple and real why doesn’t anyone know what I meant
If my words are supposed to change the world then where’s the change
If I’m so relatable then why do people keep calling me strange
If I’m such a genius why do I sound so dumb
And if I’m supposed to feel their pain why do I feel so numb


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