How different are we?
How different are we? I grew up around all kind of people Asian, Mexican, white and black I did things in the past , Things that I can never take it back. As years goes by I grew older Walking and leaning from the street I did things I wasn’t proud of , and didn’t think twice People see me differently, to me it don’t matter People were looking down on me And judging me even they don’t know me Is this what I get for being different color? Then let it be. But soon I realize that we are not much apart Just because of skin color, It really don’t make you much more better then me We all got a heart. Think we all are different ? Look closely We all breath air, Just at different places. We all eat food, just different taste We all got feeling, Some feeling are stronger then other. Under my skin is my flush What’s under yours? If I cut myself , I’ll bleed red blood What color is your blood? I’m just one of GODS creatures just like you.
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chhai lam
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