Her skin was brown
She was black
They judged her
flipped her world upside down
They made her feel hurt
Her skin was pale white
They called her weird
She was just different
Never gave a hint
My skin is normal
And yet,I still get judged
But of course,to the world
I guess I'm never good enough
I guess people nowadays laugh at our skin colour
Their words filled with mischief and horror
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For the ones who look different in colour or in anyway,you're perfect.
I hate when people judged you for how look.They make me feel like,peasant I away!
But it's dedicated to the best,you guys.
Please don't forget to vote,comment,and share.
Stay flawless.
Bye,cookie pickle socks!Sorry about that nickname.
pink-chocolate
