You long and search for identity
thats why you say you are supreme
intense frustration burns in me
cause' you're unable to face reality
your prejudice ways are so unreal
you judge us by skin forget how we feel
we're human just like you its plain to see
yet you're unable to face reality
face it, those weak ideals must end
your supremacy never existed,
it was just a trend!
even though they accomplished nothing,
it still burns me inside.
to think that people celebrate
the death of all those who have died.
because of hatred!