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Same Level


the walls we put up to protect May deceive what's really correct Perfection is not a goal in reach That's something the schools can't even teach But I'm the black kid who swallowed the bleach Being this way made me feel so incomplete But just being yourself is harder than said Most won't admit what puts them to dread Thinkin we all have to achieve perfection Leaves our lives cut into seperated sections Those who are closer and those further away But if you looked closer than what people say You'll find out we're all on the same level Those who are supposedly heavenly or resemble the devil are all on the same level We hide behind these walls to shield the truth But we need to knock them down ending their use And reveal the true feelings we all share
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