What was planned?

By maddy   

We're not supposed to feel the Earth spin,
but I think I have been.
Why are you looked at differently because of your skin?
Or weather you are fat or thin?
I don't understand.
This wasn't planned.

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The world see color of skin as a reason of hate, and how different they are from you.