Racism

May 24, 2011
Because my skin is darker than yours,
You judge me because I live where you don’t.
I dream to walk through brand new doors,
And you automatically say I won’t.

The lord brought me to this earth to live,
The lord brought me to this earth to be successful.
The lord brought me to this earth to dig,
Dig for the life that isn’t harmful.

You say everybody in this world has equal rights,
But I’m feeling like I get turned down.
As I walk into the lights,
I get stuck in the rundown.

The people in the world don’t like me.
I’m in this world looking blurry.
I look at myself and ask “Will she”.
But I come to my sense and say “I’m crazy”





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