We rise, we fall
Day after day,
As we struggle
To deal with all the pain,
Of ordinary life
And the mundane,
We live a life less equal.
We can’t seem to make a breakthrough
In a life that can be so cruel,
Where we are judged by colour or gender
And we all know the ending,
Yet somehow we still must find a way
To make the most of it to be happy,
Despite others ignorance
And perception that we are worth much less,
Even though we are as talented as everybody else.