Dreaming is Believing

Just like Martin Luther King, I have a dream

That this world is unreal, and its not as it seems

Not reallying bullying, crimes and drugs, but rainbows, butterflies, and soft hugs

That african american is no longer the lowest class, and that luck and happiness actually lasts

Maybe society wouldnt focus so much on changing others, but treating people like their own sisters and brothers

That their would no longer be fighting and we'd all get along, and have a place with no judgement , were everyone belong

Afterall everyone is created the same, wonderful people appointed with pain

So we need to stop doubting and try believing, and follow MLK by keep dreaming