stereotyping society

I wonder whats worse,

to be the person who is stereotyping,

or  feeling that pain for yourself?

Your feeeling "fancy" 'cause you wine and dine,

when there's "people like me",

were just scraping along the bread line!

I wear a hoody,

and your smartly dressed,

why would you think, that makes you the best?

I know how cruel this world can be,

everyone scraping together,

All of their last change, just so they can eat!

Yet "they" have nothing but respect for every person that thy meet,

You may ave a job, money and car,

but "we" will treat you with equality,

no matter who you are!