Sophomore Bella Davis explains the impact color has on her firends.
My Best Friends
This girl standing next to me is my best friend
She’s in this crazy life with me until the end
She’s funny, she’s reliable, she’s the perfect blend
When it comes to a best friend, she goes full send
She is African American.
The thought of someone judging her based on her skin color
Is so ignorant and brainless than I can’t even wrap my head around it
When it comes to a best friend, I wouldn’t choose any other
She’s no different than me when it comes down to it
This boy standing next to me is my rock to lean on
He’s patiently listened to so many of my life problems
When we’re together, we’re both slap happy and so gone
Overall as a person, he’s beyond awesome
He is African American.
He’s afraid to go into grocery stores without me.
He’s afraid of what I might say when we listen to the music he likes.
He’s afraid of his future and how he will ever achieve one.
He’s afraid of being who he is.
He’s the best guy I’ve ever met
And I pray to God society will never see him as a threat
My best friends don’t have the same skin color as me
I don’t know why that seems to be wrong in a “free country”
I’m waiting for the day society will open their eyes and see
Your skin color should not decide whether you get to live freely or in fear.