On Poverty and Perception
- Jun 20, 2025
- 1 min read
I’ve been called a lot of things by people who never once asked how I made it this far.“Poor” is the one they reach for most — especially when they can’t quantify what I do, or why I refuse to play their games.But what they call poverty is, in truth, a refusal to be bought.
This post is for the ones who assume.
It’s also for the ones who see clearly what it costs to stay sovereign in a world built to break you.
They called me poor
because I chose not to sell my soul for optics.
Because I refused to mimic their metrics of success.
Because I invested in tools, training, and truth —not labels and likes.
They called me broke
but I was busy building a life I wouldn’t have to escape from.
You don’t know sacrifice until you’ve walked away from comfort to protect your genius from the cheapness of public taste.
I didn’t get sullied by glam.
I stayed clean.
Even if that meant being unseen.
And I’ve still got everything they couldn’t buy.
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