I often see their fights
The bullying they face always
I understand them in some ways
But never will it be trusted because I'm not them
Oh, if, if only I was colored in ways they would see.
If only I was colored in ways apart from those out there.
And the world could poke at me with hatred alike
And I would have friends to guide
And peace in my group of love
If I was colored separately
Maybe I could help out
And people trust me
We are all different outside, but inside we are one.