When the noise dies down
Just know I’ll be here
Letting you know
They not like us.
They rape us
And forget us.
We are left
With the memory
They took from us.
I don’t need ducks
Telling me my worth.
I’m the one
Who taught you
How to love.
They not like us
But focus on us
What is us?
A domino affect
Of trust.
Surrounding us
Making fool of us.
Frustrated through
The veins of pains.
They don’t really care
About us,
Only care
For U.S krimes.
They don’t really care
For trust,
Only care for the color
Between us.
Yet, they wanna be us?
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