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ልጅ እያለው I used to believe people are complex and complicated, turns out most of us are just the same handful of wounds dressed up in different clothes.we spend our lives looking for meaning, meaning and meaning in things that don't care whether we exist or not .maybe that's the real አሳዛኝ ነገር of being human, we are smart enough to understand that everything ends at some point but fool enough to keep falling in love with things that were never ours to keep
and the older i get the less i believe in redemption not because I think people can't change ,but because I think most of us are too comfortable being the people we've become (whatever the reason is)
Ugh!!! i don't think people are born evil, niggas get too comfy with the dark that start calling it home , and after a while u forget what the light even looked like
we dress our cowardice in the language of patence our selfishness in the word of survival and crulity in the language of honesty
we call it growing up when we really just learning how to live with things we have done and the pain we caused to others
SOMETIMES i personally think about the people I've hurt ,all the version of myself i abandoned and run away from and all other things i could've been if i'd just made a different choice
Then the sun comes up. the noises starts and i go back to pretending i'm a man with somewhere to go
If i were a Griselda member i would start my verse by saying “pinioned bird, I sell dwarf doves”
I aint gonna use the word “hoes” anymore
Amma say “the guardian angels of the ghetto paradise “
