You’re not you unless you keep it real and you can’t keep it real if you care how others feel.
You see, it doesn’t matter if you’re black or white, heavy or light, or which religion is right.
What matters is our love for each other, like sisters and brothers, not matter our mothers.
Let our differences bring us together, through tough times we will weather.
We don’t have to be the same, because same is lame, uniqueness is game.
But, if you down me because of who I am, I understand, I will not reprimand.
Because, we are who we are, no matter our scars, we are part of the stars.
So, it’s not my place to judge, but my place to love, like the one up above.
LOVE
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