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Talk is cheap
At the bottom of the heap
Jump and scream
Never heard or seen
My voice is loud
Yet never feeling proud
Over looked all the time
I feel like a piece of grime
Can never be sublime
In my life’s timeline
Promotions passed on to the other
I would like to blame my mother
Can only point the finger in my direction
Thought I was passed over because of my complexion
Education short
Should have played a sport