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The Struggle

The Struggle Of Being Colored"

Bridge:
The struggle
It aint easy 
Tired of People Pleasing
I wouldn't trade my color
To be another
The struggle 
It aint easy
Tired of People Pleasing
I wouldn't trade my color
To be another 


(Verse 1)
So many shades,so many colors
That is how we judge one another
By the skin,no longer judging from within
We put out a image 
Without a clear finish
We already are statistics 
Already labeled
Running running 
No longer stable
Have so many dreams 
And so much potential
Yet we still get treated
Like a rental
You will never amount to anything
That's what they've said
Said we would end up pregnant, in jail or dead
Thats sad , and makes me mad
That we live in a world and we keep hiding
Because this world is so divided

(Chorus)
The color of our skin
Is how we are defined
We are hated by mankind 
We are harshly labeled
And no longer feel as if we exist 
Why do we have to continue to get treated like this

(Verse 2)
Its sad the race we run, is all we do 
We put our hands up 
And beg "please don't shoot"
We are always accused
We question ourselves everyday
Why are We lesser than great?
Why am we judged by our skin
Instead of all of my characteristics i have within 
Why do we receive the look
Of an unread book
Why does when it come to us
That its chaotic and alot of fuss
Why cant we be equally seen
Instead of living in a world so mean

(Chorus)
The color of our skin
Is how we are defined
We are hated by mankind 
We are harshly labeled
And no longer feel as if we exist 
Why do we have to continue to get treated like this

Hook
The struggle
You dont know the half
We have so much to look forward to
Yet they retrack our past
The struggle 
You don't know the half 
We have so much to look forward to 
Yet they retrack the past

(Chorus)
The color of our skin
Is how we are defined
We are hated by mankind 
We are harshly labeled
And no longer feel as if we exist 
Why do we have to continue to get treated like this

Repeat until chorus fades
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
6/24/2017

Copyright © concetta hardnett | Year Posted 2017

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