Look Me In The Eye And Tell Me We're The Same
I said what the hell ever
Do I need all the answers?
Do I have to respond
To all the bastards I don't even believe
That I associate with anymore
The cishet imbécils that wear the same skin as me
Do I carry the sin of faraway ancestors
When the dips in congress want me dead for wanting so much
More than you heads could ever dare dream
A perfect society for you and for me
And the people who don't look like they fell out of Netflix
The people who burn if the sun shines just a bit too strong
Of course I rebel against whiteness and curses
And the European curse that my skin has brought you
I believe in you, I want you to be as
Strong as what Hollywood sells children as basic and
The cream bastards who claim this as basic
And send those with dark skin and preferences that aren't PIV
And I beg to grip your fingers in the darkness and
Scream to the Harkness, testing if you think we're both
Far less than human for our brainwave development
For darkness, for gay, for shift tint, for trans
You hate us for this, I
Can't see your viewpoint, this
Pain that I carry is
A deep scar, it's scary
It's painful, it's murderous
It's soul-deep, are you wondering
How heavy is your soul
When God weighs all your works
Can you say that you're perfect
In God's eyes, when you maimed us?
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