They Ask....... Whats Wrong?

And she asked….. WHATS WRONG? Not at all did I hesitate but I told her The motherf%#*in weight Of the world on my shoulder How do I exercise freedom? While trapped between bars Though told by these people I’m equal But if we both get caught I’m stuck with the charge And he asked….. WHATS WRONG? I said discrimination, the labels and stairs The preamble judgments That I am what I wear That I am what you fear That I lack what you share That your perception is just misconception About my style and these twist in my hair And they asked….. WHATS WRONG? I simply replied by saying the usual Those who think life is a game Movie or even a musical They tend to amuse me Cuz I know its much more So I’m patient and waiting In order to see what’s in store And you ask….. WHATS WRONG? The arrogant ignorant simple minded people The high acclaimed politician Whose trapped in his ego The deceitful cities For where we reside The foreign affairs That affects us all world wide And I ask….. WHATS WRONG ME? Do I need help? Maybe it’s the hatred inside that I built Or lack of ambition which refrained me from transition To find what it is inside of myself Dwelling on how the world Is cold, crooked and filthy Maybe its just me …… Just me feeling guilty AND THEY ASK WHATS WRONG………. I REPLY THE WORLD