Same Love.

posted May 14, 2014, 6:45 PM by Unknown user   [ updated May 14, 2014, 6:48 PM by Unknown user ]
    Hey. In today's blog post, I'll be talking about a song by Macklemore. It is called "Same Love". Have you ever heard it? 

    The lyrics that I'll be focusing on are written down below...

    "Man, that's gay" gets dropped on the daily
    We become to numb to what we're saying
    A culture founded from oppression
    Yet we don't have acceptance for 'em
    Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
    A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
    Gay is synonymous with the lesser
    It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion
    Gender to skin colour, the complexion of your pigment
    The same fight that led people to walk-outs and sit-ins
    It's human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
    Live on and be yourself...

    In all honesty, these lyrics mean a lot to me. I felt like I could connect to these words directly because I've been in a position of being a victim of discrimination and I am one often. 

    I am not white. I never have been and never will be. I have no European heritage whatsoever and I will not hide it. My skin colour isn't pale as snow, neither is it of African heritage. My skin colour is brown and because of it, people who are of different races think it is okay to make fun of me. My religion is also something that becomes a barrier and is one of the reasons making good friends is difficult at times. 

    As much as I love this school, there are people who make it an undesirable place to learn in. Students I've known all my life, people who I used to call my friends find it funny to make fun of those who share the same religion and ethnicity as me. Obviously, there are bad apples in every tree, but I really wish these people would open up their eyes a little wider and see what they're saying. 

    Statuses on Facebook, Snapchat stories, Instagram posts, Tweets, and verbal communication are some of the ways these close minded students throw knives at the backs of others. When confronted, they automatically become innocent and will ruin your entire school year with rumours, bullying, and gangs of friends to back them up. This is the harsh reality of some of the people you and I both go to school with.

    Speaking in accents, mocking, and using physical actions are also something that is commonly seen in the school hallways. They then laugh about it, finding it hilarious that they're capable of stomping over others. I know I'm not the only victim, but I'm speaking on behalf of everyone who attends Ruth Thompson Middle School or anyone who is discriminated worldwide.  

Is it my fault that I was born a certain colour?

 I didn't have a choice. I didn't get to customize myself before I was born. How inconsiderate can you be?

Is it my fault that I practice the religion that I desire?

It is what I believe in. It isn't any of your business to begin with. You can practice your faith and I'll practice mine. Deal?

It isn't my fault. 

It isn't anyone's fault. I hope you all realize that soon. There are billions of people who live on planet Earth. People with beautiful accents and exotic skin tones. We share different morals and have different views on different things.

We're all different. We're all human. We're all beautiful. 

If you haven't already, listen to the song right here:

Love who you want to love. Be who you want to be. Live how you want to live. 

Thank you for reading this post.