I guess I can�t help myself none,
I have dreams,
But all the pretenses but living have long since vanished from the very atmosphere,
Weariness has, in fact won,
And forgive me for ever wanting to be anything at all!
Ain�t nothing the matter, I�m just about ready to die,
Just like a raisin in the sun,
Can�t you see?
I�m trying to tell you about myself and all you can say is�
MAN, if you don�t shut up and leave me alone!
Found Poem
Words From: A Raisin in the Sun
By: Lorraine Hansberry