Black girl vs Society

I've become accustomed with silence.
I know better than to raise my voice and talk about freedom and choice,
because I am both a girl and black,
so in society's mind I lack, the need for words. 
I dont need to be heard, my presents already some how speaks volumes about my worth. 
The constant want to defend my race gets swallowed whole by the unattainable fear of being
judged by my peers and I dont know why I care what they think. I guess when it comes to that
my self confidence always sinks into the ocean of doubts that society drinks out of and then
procedes to spit us back out and tell us to stop being so damn weak, after we've been cleansed
from our self worth and the willingness to give a fuck.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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