Poems about Race

I stroll down the sidewalk of my school, I hear murmurs and whispers of my name,
We paint this picture together   Because we can both see true beauty.
(singing) Tick tock , tick tock, tick tock, tick tock 
 If you looked in his eyes what would you see?
Ive been hurt and hated on Ive been told so many things and been criticizied
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