I can be white, black, red, green.
No color judgement, ever since.
I hear things I dont want to hear. I see things I dont want to see.
When people are mad,
They take it out on me.
Time just pass me by
And sometimes people asks why
Why am I thin, thick, wide, red, rough, or smooth, or they'll ask me if I know all the truths.
If only I could talk.
You will know the answers
And all the crimes, worries, and wonders
Will be discovered.

- P.D