Paranoid

My story has flaws, just like you or I. So, this is where I stand when I am asking simply, why?

If this was the day of my dying wake,
I’d raise my head and confess my fakes.

Don’t judge me wrong, I’m just like you.
We’re all living in this world too.
My hair maybe different, my clothes maybe faded.
But don’t give me a look as if I were jaded.
Don’t tease, diss or insult my style.
We all have to put up with each other within the miles.

I’m not what you think I am.
I don’t give you a reason to give me a slam.
I’m just like you.
And none of you know what I have been through.
You didn’t me a chance to explain.
You all just decided to jump on this dissing train.

My story has flaws, just like you or I.
So, this is where I stand when I am asking simply, why?
Inside and out, we’re all the same.
But you guys act like I am to blame, and I should where my head in shame.
You don’t know me and if you don’t try.
Then go away, because I am not going to reply.