08-09-2014, 12:03 AM
You look at me and you may have some assumptions.
You think it's accuracy, but it's a demotion.
I think I am bigger, and I know my flaws,
Confidence, good judgement, I think I have it all.
So when I was concerned about my belongings,
My drive was to retrieve than continue following.
This is my first act of naivety tonight,
To roam in a town warned by society's fright.
Through the streets and crowds, I searched for the location,
To find my wallet became my obsession.
Since help was answered, trust in people remained.
I know now that maybe I should have refrained.
A man offered to walk me with his friend to the place.
The friend had an unidentifiable face.
But he gave me a cigarette and a light,
Wasn't this extended help? Wasn't this alright?
Soon, my thoughts and gut created a looming ache.
Despite racial stereotypes, I mixed chance with faith.
But the streets stayed dark, as it had for six hours.
And so it was just me, him, and his follower.
To find reassurance and to put on a face,
I took out my phone and he grabbed it with haste.
And there he went, he ran with my last possession.
Instinct made me chase - am I looking for a lesson?
He stopped and murmured, "What are you going to do?"
His friend came near and I knew I became their fool.
Hopeful for empathy, I said some lines and ran.
Hope, hope, hope, is that what will finally get me damned?
Despite all of this, I still wanted to act.
How would you describe this - is it a trait I lack?
A supportive man joined me to find those men.
Am I just promoting things to happen again?
In the end, I picked the right guy for help.
But all of this made me question myself.
Too naive, too naive, that's what I've always been told.
I guess tonight's events were waiting to unfold.
It leaves me thinking where the balance is in this.
I know society's fears stem from prejudice.
But when given advice, shouldn't I accept?
I should not be stuck in my ideals to not reflect.
I don't want to be on either ends of the spectrum.
Full paranoia or unforgiving trust is dumb.
I need to find a balance within society,
Why sacrifice for an ill-fated opportunity?
You think it's accuracy, but it's a demotion.
I think I am bigger, and I know my flaws,
Confidence, good judgement, I think I have it all.
So when I was concerned about my belongings,
My drive was to retrieve than continue following.
This is my first act of naivety tonight,
To roam in a town warned by society's fright.
Through the streets and crowds, I searched for the location,
To find my wallet became my obsession.
Since help was answered, trust in people remained.
I know now that maybe I should have refrained.
A man offered to walk me with his friend to the place.
The friend had an unidentifiable face.
But he gave me a cigarette and a light,
Wasn't this extended help? Wasn't this alright?
Soon, my thoughts and gut created a looming ache.
Despite racial stereotypes, I mixed chance with faith.
But the streets stayed dark, as it had for six hours.
And so it was just me, him, and his follower.
To find reassurance and to put on a face,
I took out my phone and he grabbed it with haste.
And there he went, he ran with my last possession.
Instinct made me chase - am I looking for a lesson?
He stopped and murmured, "What are you going to do?"
His friend came near and I knew I became their fool.
Hopeful for empathy, I said some lines and ran.
Hope, hope, hope, is that what will finally get me damned?
Despite all of this, I still wanted to act.
How would you describe this - is it a trait I lack?
A supportive man joined me to find those men.
Am I just promoting things to happen again?
In the end, I picked the right guy for help.
But all of this made me question myself.
Too naive, too naive, that's what I've always been told.
I guess tonight's events were waiting to unfold.
It leaves me thinking where the balance is in this.
I know society's fears stem from prejudice.
But when given advice, shouldn't I accept?
I should not be stuck in my ideals to not reflect.
I don't want to be on either ends of the spectrum.
Full paranoia or unforgiving trust is dumb.
I need to find a balance within society,
Why sacrifice for an ill-fated opportunity?