cris son.

(july 29th / 1993 / pei)

A brown angel


You see me run and play
You see me laugh and cry
But there is one place
you'll never see me
And I don't know why
You see jonbenet
A tiny blond girl
Who died that Christmas Day
You see her all the time
You gave her justice
So where is mine?
You see my skin not white but brown
You turn away without a frown
For you never see me on tv
The only ones you will see
Is the kids not like me
You see I've died of a horrible death
I've been raped and beaten to death
But never once was I on the tv and news
My face is not familiar
like Samantha and jonbenet
Who you see everyday
I walked alone in this world so cold
No justice for me, my sister, and family
Cause I'm brown not white with blond hair
You see me run and play
You see me laugh and cry
But you never once saw me on tv
And now I know why

Submitted: Monday, February 09, 2009
Edited: Monday, December 23, 2013

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