My future is decided.
My skin color defines it.
My skin color is it.
This is what I am told,
An "invisible" label I have to bear.
A pathway guides me to what I have to be.
This pathway is more like a prison.
My skin color says I am guilty.
But, we all know I am not,
And I will be the first to scream out my innocence at the top of my lungs.