Every single morning I wake up between three worlds
One African
Another one English
And the last one French
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I grew up between these worlds
I saw people smile
I saw people run
I saw people fight
I also heard people say
There is beauty and there is ugly
But today I can see the difference between these worlds
I can see how we act, I can see how we react
And I can see what kind of stereotypes
We have between us
However there is one thing
One place which or one person who
Gives me strength
And when I look at it
I want to continue to fight
I want to continue to live
In order to change things
And I gotta a question for you guys
What do you believe and who do you trust?