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Black & White (Gray Clouds) So why is it that if I speak witta proper-some manner I'm classified as a whiteboy... But if I choose to speak the Ebonically plagued English that my people created, I'm classified as "Ghetto"? Or why is it that if I choose to look at the world in a positive...

Today is a sad day for me. Trying to write so I won't feel lonely. People see me and never know.... The pain I feel, the pain I hold. They say that in order for someone to love you.... That they must understand you. No one will understand me. These wounds I have are live and deep. You see...