Black or White

I feel their eyes boring holes through our backs

When we stroll together arm in arm

I feel them shake their heads in disapproval

When we dance together as the sun sets

When they see us they see black and white

I see two hearts that beat as one

They see stereotypes

I see only you

They feel annoyance

I feel butterflies

Yes, the world is made up of black, white and everything in between

But we all feel the same pain

We all get hurt

We all bleed red

So who cares if you're white, black, red, brown or yellow

.. Chinese, Indian, Puerto Rican, French, or Togolese

If i know your heart beat better than i know mine

~ For Zee :-)