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