Poems from hbkchronicles
My grades define me.
And don't say they don't.
I have dreams and ambitions bigger than my ancestors wildest dreams, yet with every test I...
Sometimes I think, why can’t I be enough for you?
Why do you have to die if I am here for you?
Why can’t I be everything you need and more...
We think that we have come far, but how far is 155 years?
How far from MLK, Rosa Parks, Malcolm X?Â
How far from fire hoses, and unleashed...
I feel like they hear me but they don’t listen.
As if I was placed in a glass bowl turned upside down.
As if it was too much to give me air...