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What do you see when you look at me
Do you see my pale skin and blue gray eyes and think she’s white
As I fill out the form it asks me
Oh darlin' what's your racial identity?
I look to the sky
I think with all of my might
Am I african american or am I caucasain white?
My skin is fair
I am a living, breathing contradiction.
The minute I open up my mouth and say something in Español
I become a freak show
Because a person so white, with a face so narrow and eyes so light
