We are not equal
I look at you
We seem different
Is it our skin? Our hair?
I hear what the kids say
the tone that lies underneath
the harsh words, kicking me
jabbing me in the stomach
I'm going to be sick
I need to get out of here
to run, to hide
I am overwhelmed
how long will this go on?
i can see whats happening
we are not equal
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