That Kid

That Kid

Who’s that kid? Tall, brown, dark hair?

Who’s That Kid, HE doesn’t belong here. Swagged out earphones in, hmm he seems suspicious. That Kid. The way he walks, the way he talks somethings off about him, That Kid. Who’s That Kid?

Me, I’m That Kid. Tall black man, trying to live my life while being afraid of the white man. I’m That Kid who’s suspicious for walking too fast. I can’t breathe, say her name, what’s that mean to you. To me the color of my skin is what I represent and what I believe is truth. Black, white, Asian, it doesn’t matter, the color of which you are should not make a difference. All men were created equal isn’t that what we are taught? So here I am That Kid representing my people and speaking the truth. Peace out

That Kid.