why am i  so judged by the color of my skin

and if whether im fat or whether im thin 

now a days no one really looks with in

everyone questions when there life begins

i walk down the street feeling scared

not knowing i wasnt quiet prepared

i was afraid of a big BOOM every would stop and stare

when all i wanted was fresh air

all my life i wanted to be

someone that wasnt me

so i just had to let my soul be free

STUPID, DUMB and FAT they all scream

i wondered why they all had to be mean

if i sat home and asked myself why

it will just make me want to cry

my brain will begin to fry

and i might wanna say goodbye

Judgement isnt a must

cause it leaves people in the dust.