WhyShouldIChange
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I was made like this;
created by a higher power, who took much of her or his time
to make sure she or he got all of this right.
I wake up to a sea of white.
Is this what society is preparing me for?
Being marginalized as "that black girl".
I expected more.
Perhaps my standards were too high,
Expressing how I feel
sometimes confuse me a great deal
Can I understand myself?
Or better yet can you?
I dont always say what I feel
But when I do I keep it real
Anywhere any place
