you have eyes and so do I,
you and I have ears that hear,
a mouth that talks,
internal organs structured the same way as mine,
and feet that walk,
its this beautiful simplicity that makes us human and connects each other,
sister or brother, friend or even lover,
yet why do we make color the issue that "separates each other?"

times need to change where we have to look beyond colour,
stop this invasive xenophobia from hurting each other,
placing so called colors in boxes just to feel superior than the other.
we are created the same way,
yet society forgets to place that in there minds each day,
instead the corrupted media injects these theories,
ideologies into our heads,
that makes us behave in a way that brings upon hatred towards one another,
brother to brother hating each other,
wars created just because of this simple man-made word COLOR!
Someday it will soon change,
when the world caves in and we step away from the segregation,
separation due to race,
even though some of us don't want to admit it,
its still there,
the racism,
the stereotype because of race hasn't faded away,
and once we break away from it,
everyone can live in a safe environment just like any other day.

I don't want someone to own me, or vice versa
I just want to belong to each other

restless nights leave her staring at the ceiling wishing it was the sky of dreams,
she could have redone.

pain stabs her like oblivious swords as the involuntary tears drain her body,
drain her soul,
reflections playing out within a thousand crowds of friends of family that will always fail to see the suffering shes feeling inside and out,
whilst they judge her,
she fails to justify herself,
why justify yourself if you know they'll always feel sorry for the girl next door,
the girl who will never achieve more or live to see gold at the end of a rainbow.

I can hear her singing in the bathroom through our the echoing walls,
the sound of her voice invites me to listen closely to her call,
its melody sung bursts through her vocals chords,
but in a sweet kinda way,
like honey slowly dripping from honey combs,
as a swarm of honey bees swarm around it like a God,
they worship this beautiful simplicity,
like I am doing.

like a child I am mystified by her sounds,
so many different chords sung in such little space,
little time,
they take over me,
fill a void within me,
who knew that such a beauty without knowing could arouse someone else on the other side of the room.

she compels me not only by her beautiful curves,
nor that smile that always wipes away the grey clouds, raindrops that fill my impregnated mind,
but by the compelling sound of her voice,
which the secret I keep to myself alone,
for now like a child I shall remain innocently mystified   by this beautiful damsel that resides within my heart.

I remember that night,
when you stutted whilst tryna introduce me as your girlfriend to your parents,
I guess you were nervous more than I was,
nervous that I'd be upset by you finally giving a label to what was happening between the two of us,
but,
I smiled to myself,
trying to hide the pleasant feeling I was feeling inside.

The best part of that night,
was when we shared our first deep kiss,
perhaps I wanted us to do more than just kiss,
perhaps I wanted to unveil our ****** feelings for each other,
I wanted to touch you so badly,
my groins ached for you to caress my body at that moment,

I'm living in a cocoon of pain,
I have been engulfed by so much hurt that there is no space in my heart,
for love, joy, and happiness to reign.
I'm scared you see,
but I've chosen to live this way,
to accept the fact that somethings in life can never be changed.
So this is how I face each day,
breathing more air of pain,
allowing oblivious tears to flow freely,
in hopes that someday all will disintegrate away.