What makes me different?
Why do they stare a me like I'm so different?
Is it because my skin color is the color of warm hot chocolate mom would make for me and my siblings on a cold morning
Is it because the color of my eyes are the same color as warm gingerbread cookies on christmas morning that grandma use to make every year
Is it because my hair is full of tiny spiral curls like the noodles dad use to make for us when mom had to work a double shift at night
or Is it because my lips are as plump as the thanksgiving turkey auntie mattie use to make for us down south
but no...........
Its the lack of people with the same features as me sitting with me in class
Its the lack of people with the same features as me walking next to me as a go into work
Its the lack of people with the same features as me who talks like their mothers actually taught them some manners
and its the lack of people with the same features as me who have the same motivation as me to break the stereotypes
Thats what makes me different to them.