Own issues
 
We see what everyone is supposed to do
We see every day what they going through
Thus, nobody glance over at you 
Because "no one has a clue" 

When you look at the sky you realize how miscellaneous it could be 
Similar to the bunch of people walking on the streets
They so different, though we're all in the same sea 
That's why discrimination is like ink without sheets. 

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