Bein’ Real

JBentley

 

Since grownin’ up some people feared me
Nothing about any graveyards I’ve filled
What scares them isn’t that I’m violent 
These souls just can’t stand me bein’ real

So many have learned to be fake
Can’t let the world see who they really are 
Somewhere when they couldn’t recover
Over time that lie just went too far

They come from all walks of life 
Even all branches of military forces
Something won’t let them look in the mirror 
Just stop and address the original source 

Some men and women like fake money
Nothing about them ever came hard 
Looking for respect they never paid for
Just like a damned old plastic credit card 

When you buy with money that you don’t have
True respect you’ll never feel
Character and honor aren’t for sale
You can only earn those bein’ real


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  • Author: JBentley (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 22nd, 2024 19:59
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Mase ♪

    So powerful and true. Beautiful write. JBently! ❤️

  • JBentley

    Thank you for your kind words.



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