When I'm walking through the hall ways
they will always stare at me.
Just because I'm Mexican,
they think they can step over me.

They roll their eyes and be witch,
they judge me by the way i look.
even without knowing me,
they catch me with their hook.

They call their selfs ghetto, oh wow!
but they don't confront people now.
My image to them is being inferior,
and they never want me near them.

They wish i could dissapear
but from me they will always hear.
My race is not something to dislike!
it's just their hate when they think their's is better than mine.