"It is what it is"
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The universe bleeds racism of humanity and sexuality.
But for some reason it does not bother me.
It is what it is.
The brown chocolate I call my skin, the redness of my lips, whiteness of my teeth, but not letting opinions become factual concrete.
It is what it is.
How do I define me?
A beautiful, intelligent, young lady who does not keep her thoughts silently.
It is what it is.
I dont want my body characteristics to define who I am.
A strong woman I will become, addressed as "Ma'am".
It is what it is.
You think you may know me, but realistically you do not.
I can change within a second.
An apple that begins to rot.
It is what it is.
The real is what I speak.
Dripping, wet tears at 1 a.m. like an uncontrollable leak.
It is what it is.
I am not an ordinary girl.
Matter of fact, im far from it.
In MY world...I RUN IT!
But yeahh bruhh.....it is what it is.