and soon there was this invisible line we couldn't cross like we can't go where the nice places are Can't touch the nice things because everything about us our skin, our faces, our hair, our words, our music will break things will ruin things will make things ugly just by us being thereBut those white boys didn't care about no lines The world belonged to them including our hood

-Ibi Zoboi

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