I realized
I realized
being Black in a White world would be hard
having to do double to get just as far
getting pulled over for just driving a car
getting lost in the dark even though I'm a star
I realized
that nothing would be handed to me
Though slavery has ended, I will never be free
I will never get to see
my lost brothers and sisters who've been taken from me
by the hate that has been engraved in our history
I realized
that I must mature and take care of myself
My mother will not always be there
so I must create my own wealth
Make my family proud and show that I care
Spark a change for our race since we only have each other
We must do it for ourselves, our sisters, and our brothers
I realized
that when they see us and feel us
We will finally be seen and felt
I realized
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