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My dare was to care.
Then this dare became a scare.
On my heart it began to wear.
On my mind it started to tear.

A rhyme, a rhyme,
to pass this dreary time

of daring, caring, scaring, wearing,
and tearing.

Words...oh how they became nothing...nothing,
to a world who wants something
but remains in loathing.
What to do, what to do,
when you are black in a world of blue?
Blend right in, become a ruse:
be the other shade of the bruise.
There is nothing to lose-
nothing else for me to choose.

Description
My dare was to care.
Then this dare became a scare.
On my heart it began to wear.
On my mind it started to tear.

A rhyme, a rhyme,
to pass this dreary time

of daring, caring, scaring, wearing,
and tearing.

Words...oh how they became nothing...nothing,
to a world who wants something
but remains in loathing.
What to do, what to do,
when you are black in a world of blue?
Blend right in, become a ruse:
be the other shade of the bruise.
There is nothing to lose-
nothing else for me to choose.