Through my eyes
Flashes of influence
Am I beautiful?
Black girl with kinky curls
My curls aren't loved
My skin just right
Not to dark ,not to light
Black beauty is what I posses
Is it enough for the world's press?
The press that opress my people ?
Insecure
Insecure!
Beauty missed a race
A little girl out of place
A piece of carbon taking shape
Diamonds form in the hardest place
Now I shine for the other diamonds
Lost and misplaced
This poem is about:
Me