Friendship wasn't meant for convenience and neither was love. - Me

Martin Luther King once had a dream where there was no longer segregation, where everyone was equal. Did it matter that everyone was of a different color? or does it matter that you must give in too the majority? What's in it for us? To feel this way everyday as we go to school, to work, or even to the movies, why must we be called names, be labeled upon how we dress, the color of our skin, the way our accent sounds to one another, the way we look in general? That's just it, take away all the clothes and leave us with our nakedness, will that nakedness show you that we all have the same thing underneath? The skin that keeps us free from some diseases and infections the air may cause? Take away the skin then if it so pleases you, now we're even more alike, our blood. It bleeds red and our hearts bleed too. Bleed a river of red and the crystal clarity of the hate and pain that has formed within our souls, only to pour out our eyes like a fountain, once revealed our true selves. If we bleed not red then shall our souls bleed black and white, segregate us then, when we're white and black, not to the naked eye, but to the heart of men and women, segregate us for our intentions, our actions, and our hatred.