As I walk up and
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As I walk up and down the hall
I feel the teachers eye on me.
I am an intelligent woman
far from average.
But all they see is my skin tone and a head full of nappy hair.
I try to succeed but I get knocked back down
I ask myself, Is it because of my beautiful brown skin I did not get a part in the program? or is it that you are threatened by my confidence and my stride?
How am i suppose to succeed when you do not see me for the real me?
It hurts in side, i am very sensitive.
However, I try not to cry in fear that you will judge me more than you already do.
I see you are staring me in my eyes
intimidated by my brown skin and my intelligence.
I will succeed in a black and white world.
Watch and see.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul.
Can you see mine?