Black Person
Yes, I am black do you have a problem with that
Must i always be seen as the ghetto loud black girl you see on your tv screens
Can i not have good hair, without you thinking its a weave
Must i have a big butt like the women in the rap videos
Does my only dream have to be just a rapper or even a baby mom
No, i can be anything i want to be
I know my father, he help rised me
My kids father is in there life
I graducated high school and got my education
I aspire to do big things with my life
I'm not just a black person, am a human am free to be me
My blackness does not define me
This poem is about:
Our world