I am a part of a lunch counter sit-in.
I wonder why they are judging me by my skin tone rather than my character.
I hear people yelling cruel and derrogatory terms at me.
I see people fighting arround me.
I want to be treated like everybody else.
I am a part of the lunch counter sit-in.
I hear people yelling cruel and derrogatory terms at me.
I see people fighting arround me.
I want to be treated like everybody else.
I am a part of the lunch counter sit-in.
I pretend that my feelings are not hurt.
I feel the hot coffee running down my back.
I need to stay focused for what I am fighting for.
I worry about my survival.
I cry, but only on the inside.
I am a part of the lunch counter sit-in
I understand that I might die.
I believe that everyone should have equal rights.
I dream that one day my children will not be judged based on the color of their skin.
I try to keep calm and block out the violence happening around me.
I hope that we will win.
I am a part of a lunch counter sit-in.
I feel the hot coffee running down my back.
I need to stay focused for what I am fighting for.
I worry about my survival.
I cry, but only on the inside.
I am a part of the lunch counter sit-in
I understand that I might die.
I believe that everyone should have equal rights.
I dream that one day my children will not be judged based on the color of their skin.
I try to keep calm and block out the violence happening around me.
I hope that we will win.
I am a part of a lunch counter sit-in.
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