Mr. Misunderstood

I’m Mr. Misunderstood,

Of why people are so rude,

And why my past seems stuck to me like glue,

Like why are we segregated why can’t we come together like a crew,

There’s a lot of talking going on but very little is true,

Life is becoming a lie and it has you wondering where’s the truth,

To move forward in life is easier to say than to do,

I’m Mr misunderstood,

Of why people take a good thing and destroy it like a termite does wood,

Or why we think the way where living is all good,

Everyone talks about change I wish we would,

But until that day I remain Mr misunderstood,

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