Change

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Change is an unavoidable thing.

The weather changes, society changes, people change.

But what can I change?

 

If I could change myself

I would simply change my appearance

some say stop you’re incoherence.

A different face, thinking pace, maybe even race.

 

A change in body size may be wise,

but how does one applies

to something so obvious

when you think of yourself as gorgeous.

 

I think I’m dumb

I’ll check by rule of thumb

disorderly and informally

why can’t we all be in harmony?

 

Rocks been thrown by other race

simply because my skin color case.

I’ll try to keep a straight face

and keep my grace.

 

But if I could change one thing alone;

hope that my cover is blown,

I wish to change this hateful place

and give us all some well needed space.

Change in the world may eliminate

the people who discriminate.

 

Once and for all

leaving the ones who think they need change,

with the opportunity to love themselves as they should

instead of finding themselves strange,

because we are all misunderstood.

 

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