The Sky is the Limit?

They say the sky is the limit..but how can that be?

Mama never had enough money for me

For my shoes..For my clothes..For our house..For our food

My sky was always dark and muddy colored

The limit is the sky..but I was never smart

My brain stopped functioning after multiplication and my teachers well they never really gave a fuck

I sit here in my senior year with less information then from my first

The sky is not my limit; society knew I would never reach, it was just a sweet mantra; candy for me to eat

I’d be the scum of the earth, or the person their taxes go too; not a person to look up too

Should I cry? Feel sad about my situation? I guess the best thing would be to embrace it

I am what I am and I am nothing at all

The person on your street corner, the fly on the wall

Just a person trying to get by in a world with hardly any knowledge at all

I laugh hearing the sky is the limit, as if I ever thought so far

My life was limited after I was born to the mother I scorn



Location: Buffalo, NY, USA

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