The Tightrope

They call us by the color of our skin These labels are rooted from deep within But why or yet how can I meet these standards For this is only my shell Always and forever walking the tightrope This thin line that is purely made to hurt Staring into the eyes of what makes us choke On all this pain it has brought forth Why did he mandate a plan that would detonate This jive that we had all agreed upon One for all and all for one One degrading slur after another We segment and separate ourselves to the tune of this old beat Sometimes at bay until it ignites We all carry it around letting it fester It sits within waiting for the moment Yes! Yes! The Demon within It’s a monster, oh yes that’s true The prowler of hate Lacking the love we so dearly need Fighting day and night to break down these walls Walking the tight rope sometimes short sometimes long Lending out a hand or a smile We’re all the same so we can’t complain I wanna be you, you wanna be me It wasn't our choice from the beginning He witnessed it, chose, thus formed a mold Of what he, she, u or I needed to be So why let it hold so much importance Yes, that was our choice Why sit glare envy, over what was never meant to be glamorized It was our choice The choice we made and continuously replayed I was there on that night They told us No, Yes because of that No not a dream but life still in 2013 It hurt shook me to the core A dagger to the heart I want more, violence reign free in front of me But it was our freedom we allowed to be held captive Not justice nor poise but indecency I know wrong from right Yes decision making skills Come on rise from within me It was gone he was there That despicable monster That lives within the How did I know it was prowling lurking for the chance Straight stupidity Remember we walk the tight rope Society No wrong no right Just that thin line that resides within me