mixed shit poem
being mixed and having self esteem and self view issues are things i deal with a lot (eg fuckers asking me "What are you?" and "Your name is so... ethnic") and i had to write something for black history month (I'm half ethiopian egyptian and half white but look middle eastern) and this is what happened
Based on line from Dear White People THE TV SHOW
Maybe I haven't earn this right
Maybe I'll always be too white
But
This does not get to eradicate my wins
My vindication, my sins
When you look at me you see
Light skin, white skin
But mine is not the right skin
My skin will never
Amount to the stories been told
My skin will never
Look like those who got to grow old
My skin will never
Be right or be white
My skin will always
Conjure the questioning quirk of a brow
My skin will always
Beg the question of "How?"
My skin will never
Be the thing that connects me to my haunts
My skin will never
Be what anyone wants
My skin will always
Be a tale too long
My skin will always, always
Be wrong
AN: My skin color changes through the seasons, like if you met me in summer you'd be like "thats definitely a POC" but if you met me in winter you'd be like "Hello casper the friendly ghost" who else knows what im talking about
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro