Jan 24


We are all split into categories
Whether we like it or not
Afraid to enter each other's territories
Afraid we will soon be caught
Defying ourselfs
In different ways
Makes it easy to judge
And believing that we are categorized
Makes us unable to budge
Boys or girls
Black or white
Some of these categories 
Cause a fight
Nice or mean
Cool or outcast
What you see in the present
Isn't telling the past
Smart or dumb
Young or old
Looks aren't telling
The stories untold
So be yourself
Without categories
And let nothing stop you 
From getting your glories