THEY HATE YOU
They hate you in hte car.
They hate you on hte bus.
They hate you in the store
white people they hate you, mexicans they hate you
racism is what made them hate you
because your not as white or tan skinned as them
or because you don't learn as fast as they do
Bias
the reason I struggled with success I stood for failure
I didn' think I was pretty enough, I didn't think I was strong enough
I didn't think
I didn't have the ability to think for myself
they made my answers and when I tried to speak out they would say
SHUT UP!!!!!! YOU'VE SAID TO MUCH !!!!
whenever we speak up against police brutaity they say you have the right to remain silent
And.... Everytime we try to help our people they tell me give up I can't win.
But I say the end of my trouble has just beagan and because I am ROYALTY I HAVE ALREADY WON BECAUSE OF WHO I AM AND WHOSE I AM NOT THE COLOR OF MY SKIN!!!.
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I am 23 and im going to live my dream i refuse allow racism or poverty stop go ahead gossip about me about how im being struck by lighning and how i was bit by a pitbull walking one day on my way to school white man don't want me to get my education tell me no everytime i ask a question about why they don't like the color of my skin turning my own people against me dis me few years later you see me on the greatness latter and now you wnat to kiss me pretend to wipe my tears away but by the time you got to me i had no more tears left to shed and i was beaten by the ones close by they call you their family yet they are the main ones that are the ghost of gravity trying to weigh me down with their gravity. i am no longer abused I have made the choice step up my game and change the rules who cares if i have a cricket eye or i drool because in my fathers eyes I'm famous in my fathers eyes I'mm cool and i will walk the nations and take back what no one else could like Harriet Tubman or martin Luther king i am not afraid to lead. I would be a fool to step down off my post. as my black leader would always say we shall overcome some day.
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