I am not one of you because I cannot find my feet. I want to stand proud, but I’m too quick to admit defeat. I want to be just like you; you’re so self-assured, Thinking about my own life, I can tell you, I just get bored. I hate my selfish, self-centred ways. I hate …
I looked him in the eye and he said no. Good. I needed that. I asked him why and he just smiled and winked his eye. That wasn’t an answer. I wanted an answer, not a smile and a wink. I turned around and saw a hole in reality. A huge gap. A gap where …
Naive. That’s me. Naive to the point that I didn’t expect rumours and gossip at University. Naive to the point that I believed that there would be a certain air of openness and accepting. Naive to hope that I would not be ostracised. Quite naive. I admit, I bring a lot of this upon myself, …
What I say What I do. They say don’t put yourself down. Do I put myself down? I’m just stating a fact. I’m just making a statement. They don’t really know me. They think what they see Is what they get. But it isn’t. I don’t know me very well But I know me better …
I’m bored of the arrogant bastard With the verbal diarrhoea. (A friend’s words, not mine, But I agree) He says a lot, all the time. He says a lot, But it sounds like shit to me. He is happy to offend you, If you’re out of the room. And smile or nod if you’re there. …
The man behind the bar said he could tell what any man was like Just by looking at him. Well he got me wrong. He thinks I am nothing, Just like you do. He said he is never wrong. Well, perhaps he’s right; Based on your beliefs. Like you think anyone who doesn’t drink beer …
I couldn’t understand what he was talking about, but it sure sounded cool. I knew he had all my money in his future and that was red. Red like a London Bus. Did he understand me? I shouldn’t think so. Give me a pint of petrol I said. He didn’t understand that. Well why would …
I couldn’t understand what he was talking about, but it sure sounded cool. I knew he had all my money in his future and that was red. Red like a London Bus. Did he understand me? I shouldn’t think so. Give me a pint of petrol I said. He didn’t understand that. Well why would …
People who are racist are ignorant. Sometimes people who talk about racism are ignorant too. One day the coolest hip-hopper alive tells us she wants to bring hip-hop to the masses; to bring it down to the people, away from the world that we’ve seen before of gangstas, drug dealers and street violence. We listen …
He told me I was the blackest white man he had ever met Because I listened to reggae? Or danced to the hip-hop beat? A nice idea, perhaps he thought, Put blackness in a package? I think he bought his stereotyped ideas, When he tried to lose his cultural baggage. “Oh, individuality. Don’t bother me …
I lied about what I believe in Because I was bored of agreeing with everything she said. I said I didn’t believe in marriage. I said it was dead. I lied because I was bored of looking like a follower, I was bored of looking like I was doing everything to please her. I made …
To be continued, They say. But it never turns out very good. My book: finished. Done. Shall I put it away? Hide it away? What would you do if you think people will hate it? They’ll hate me too. Because they know who I am. I’m not anonymous. I can’t hide away. Shall I put …
