Black and White

I see my world through my eyes,

We're all given life but everyone dies.

You might be blue and i could be pink,

But that diference should'nt influence how we think.

We could hear something and swear its the truth.

We could see something and call it ideal.

Don't assume everyone is uncouth in their youth,

blissfully ignorant following an adults' heel.

In todays world something is either black or white,

there is no in between. People believe most what is heard but not seen.

Views should be more open and free instead of quiet and out of sight.

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