You long and you search for identity. That's why you say you are supreme. Intense frustration burns in me, cause you're unable to face reality. Your prejudice ways are so unreal. You judge us by skin,forget how we feel. We're human like you, it's plain to see. Yet still you're unable to face reality. Face it, those weak ideals must end. Your supremacy never existed, it was just a trend. Even though they accomplished nothing, it still burns me inside. To think that some people celebrate the death of all those who have died because of hatred.