They call us by the color of our skin
These labels are rooted from deep within
But why or yet how can I meet these standards
For this is only my shell

Always and forever walking the tightrope
This thin line that is purely made to hurt
Staring into the eyes of what makes us choke
On all this pain it has brought forth
Why did he mandate a plan that would detonate
This jive that we had all agreed upon
One for all and all for one
One degrading slur after another

We segment and separate ourselves to the tune of this old beat
Sometimes at bay until it ignites
We all carry it around letting it fester
It sits within waiting for the moment
Yes! Yes! The Demon within
It’s a monster, oh yes that’s true
The prowler of hate
Lacking the love we so dearly need
Fighting day and night to break down these walls
Walking the tight rope sometimes short sometimes long
Lending out a hand or a smile
We’re all the same so we can’t complain

I wanna be you, you wanna be me
It wasn't our choice from the beginning
He witnessed it, chose, thus formed a mold
Of what he, she, u or I needed to be
So why let it hold so much importance

Yes, that was our choice
Why sit glare envy, over what was never meant to be glamorized
It was our choice
The choice we made and continuously replayed
I was there on that night
They told us No,
Yes because of that
No not a dream but life still in 2013
It hurt shook me to the core
A dagger to the heart
I want more, violence reign free in front of me
But it was our freedom we allowed to be held captive
Not justice nor poise but indecency

I know wrong from right
Yes decision making skills
Come on rise from within me
It was gone he was there
That despicable monster
That lives within the
How did I know it was prowling lurking for the chance
Straight stupidity
Remember we walk the tight rope
Society
No wrong no right
Just that thin line that resides within me