Trust me
Because I want to be
Friends with all of you
And you all are choosing
Somebody else
Don't you stop and think
For a minute
Because you all are hurting me
And what do you want me to do?
Change the color of my skin?
I can't do that
Why because my parents were white
And that's why I am white
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem