Nigga, Interrupted
Sounds too melodramatic but I think it fits. I’ve been trying to re-evaluate my life and essentially my lifestyle and trying to see where my difficulties lie. I’ve been focusing too much on the negative things in life and I guess it’s affecting those around me, its starting to affect me.
I had this dream today, and it was pretty bugged out. Like most of my dreams that always start out with sex. Don’t ask why, they just do. This time is was circle jerk and in was in broad daylight, outside in public (Told you I have issues). Everything was cool until everyone’s attention was on me and that’s when things fell apart. As all eyes were on me, I notice more and more people looking at me. Then there was whispering and talking, “OMG! he’s so gay,” “I can’t believe…” and etceterra. I ran away and ended back in Philly where I’m see Meagan Good (again, don’t ask) hanging out with my cousin. She asked if the rumors were true, was I gay? I ran away again. I’m seeing this issue following me where ever I go and there’s really no escaping it. I woke up all sweaty and with a dry mouth.
There are somethings i need to learn to accept, until I can I’ll be a nigga, interrupted.