Someone Like Me

Born into a world of lovely things Lovely dreams and childish beliefs That in this word I think I shall be treated as a human being Despite my skin color, my ethnicity, my breed Well, I am broken-hearted, crushed dreams, you see To see how this isn’t how life is going to be At least for someone like me Living life as a child Told young that because I don’t have white skin and blonde hair, Life won’t be as fair That people liking me will be rare Living life as an adult I have to walk down the street scared And I swear My heart beats faster and my stomach tears With every white person that stares Is this just me being delusional Is this just conditional Is this emotion exceptional Is this feeling locational Is the racism unintentional Is any,all,of this irrational No, no,no,no,no This hatred is divisional This war is attritional The resentments one dimensional This hostility is conventional And my skin color is correctional My skin color is correctional I am correctional I hope this hatred isn’t irrevocable If not I hope my skin is changeable Born into a world of hatred things Torn dreams and lost beliefs That in this world I think I won’t be treated as a human being Because of my skin color, my ethnicity, my breed So, I am broken-hearted, crushed dreams, you see To know this is how life is going to be At least for someone like me