Please stop asking me

About how I wash my hair.

It would be nice to be able to

Rock my kick ass Incubus tee shirt

Without someone looking at me like…

Uh…

It would be nice to be able to

Think Jason Statham is gorgeous

Without someone saying to me

Uh…

It would be nice to know that if I get fucked

It’s because

I fucked myself

And not because of skin shade

 

 

I don’t strive to be the best Black woman

Or the best woman for that matter-

I just strive to be the best

Person I can be.

Why can’t anyone see that?

You should try it.

And what’s worthless is

I can’t act like I know all the rap songs there are in the world

I can’t act like I am a gangsta thug boo from 124th.

Because it’s fake for me.

So don’t assume that, please.

I don’t have to act Black.

I am every day, all day long.

The truth somewhere

In there is that I can do what I want

I can get tattooed up

Wear my bindis

And sip my Newcastle

And I will forever be grateful to be this far.

I am today

I am tomorrow.

Just me and so much more than just

Black.


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