Treasure Island

ervajean sparrow


raciam & bulling


i feel dead to the world
i feel like there is no middle anly a begining and a end
i feel like ther is no best only a best friend
i feel like it's there, but where?
i feel raped of my color
i feel lost in this unfinishable maze
i feel like there is nothing, but time
i feel like and circus animal, only being used for entertianment
i feel treasured sometimes than eatin alive the next
i feel like racism should die a painful death
i feel nobody should be judged by there color

Submitted: Friday, February 02, 2007
Edited: Friday, January 07, 2011
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