People look down on each other
Degrading, breaking down.
Words that we pretend down hurt
In reality slice our hearts wide open.
Just because they are a different color
Just because they don't fit in
Just because they aren't "perfection"
The Shallowness of our thoughts
Scrape the surface, and that is all we see
Abhored, tears flow down our face
Racsism is rampant, I can't comprehend
My soul is a open wound for your pain
Not knowing how to respond
Or how to act
The weapon of words, is also the healer
Speak up tell those who care.
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