one consumes me and the other neglects me.
Wishing all the time for a better tomorrow,
never felt free, never felt like I belong.
My window was sort of my safe haven,
it was wide so all the sunshine would always light up the room
so wide I felt like I could see the entire sky from down here.
Always dreamed, I could fly
letting go and feeling free that’s exactly how I’d feel If I knew how to fly.
second class in a royal world
with a target on my back since birth.
Melanin popping in a white’s man world.
Grew up in a little town in Italy,
I had my first kiss, first trip to the beach and first suicide attempt there.
The big window I loved so much was my escape
I would finally be able to be set free and fly away like the birds do.
Climbed up so I could get a better view,
took one step forward, now I’m one foot in and one foot out. The view was beautiful the sun was bright and the sky was clear a beautiful masterpiece.
I stayed up there for a while,
was thinking how little I look from afar but yet I would still be visible.
I was still here.
I was still on earth.
I’m still on earth with both feet in.