I am an unaccepted African American
I wonder how people could be so cruel
I hear them saying mean stuff about me
I see their violent attitudes
I want this to all go away
I am an unaccepted African American
I pretend to be strong and fearless
I feel hated and unwanted
I need a comforting shoulder
I worry about what might happen to me if I was left alone among these vicious crowds
I cry at the current situation im in
I am an unaccepted African American
I understand they might have opposing views about us
I believe it all can change if they give us a chance
I dream of this all going away and the world being equal
I try to never show my weaknesses
I hope that one day, people will see that we are all in this together, not against each other
I am an unaccepted African American
