We are one Yet split apart And so very different The rift inside Causes many things To go wrong
When one of us is sad She may rejoyce While she may be sad with her But we cannot let Others Know about Us
For they will call us Broken, and say we cannot Be fixed And though we are sane We will not be treated As such
What life do we live To have others hate us? What place is this Where others judge And decide who you are?
This is the Place that promises freedom But is not free
This is the Place that promises equalitly But no one is equal
This is America Where the history is based On lies, and slavery
So why judge us? Why label us? We are no different Than you Yet you act as such
We are two different people Yet we are one We both exist Inside
SaigaDaichi · Thu Jul 21, 2005 @ 04:23am · 0 Comments |