Note Left

"Note left by a Decent Hearted Slave"
I'm burnt out on how you treat me
I'm burnt out on needing to adjust to you
Each and every day you player me physically, rationally and candidly
You know where it counts having a slave isn't right
Yet you don't wanna feel a loss of force
You work me for fifteen hours a day, now and then twenty
Well you simply taste bourbon and languidly lay
On your hand created wooden seat that I made
The cotton you put on your body was picked by me
The milk that keeps your family alive originated from a bovine
Drained by my dear sister
You just live well because of us
Vile is nothing contrasted with you
I need to rebel against you and your gang
In any case, my Mother raised me to regard all of mankind
Despite the piece of it loaded with cynicism
So I will abandon you in a conscious way
By setting off to a spot I knew about called the
Individuals ought not be judged in view of the shade of melanin
In any case, our soul, identity and character, those are the main things that ought to be significant
Anyway, farewell, trust you think.........
Feeling
The Sun isn't splendid today
My feelings brought on a shroud, they acted as a burden
I don't know where i'm going in life
My heart was destroyed, by a theoretical blade
I'm the inverse of joy, dependably feel dismay
Thy way is risky shelters, with insane climate
I wish we could be as one here you heavenly attendant
I'm pouring tears like downpour in April, Ms.Wasteful
What you created is not agonizing, it's past that
Miss you made my heart snap, similar to glass its split
Attempting to dispose of this individual downpour cloud
It tails me as though it's my perpetual crown
Still feel torment, no lessons learned
Sorrow truly harms, it blazes
Our fellowship was left in a urn
No it didn't advance, it quit developing like plants
My states of mind are continually moving, plate tectonics in a human heart
Why do we need to be separated?
You kept my spirit solid like the immense divider
At that point you continued to end it all
Cinderella you were my Cinderella
Be that as it may, our adoration gradually fell like skimming Umbrellas
You raise my soul like stranded individuals seeing a vessel miss
OK these tropical rainbow roses in light of the fact that your delight