My face is the only memorable thing
What if we were all blind
Not remembering the songs I sing
Only my outside,they would find
If we lost our eyes for a day
And we all were nothing but strangers
Would other people's hearts be okay
Or would it reveal the hurt or anger
Humans are by nature insecure
Never does it remain too constant
Little do we realize,each other is our sure
To not see the fleshy shells we're in
How many chances we could've been born
Only to be born in hate,disrespect, and racism
This future is what we all can form
To lay it to the cross,criticism