Whiteness
I’ve tried to change my process of thought
My preference of love may not easily be bought
Been there for years, hurt badly when I swayed
My brothers of color steered me another way
I choose a person not raised as I was
This has caused oh quite the fuss
Doesn’t matter what they say or feel
It’s my decision to me it’s real
So I live with the hope one day after another
I’ve chosen to love one of another color
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