Aparsiperdac Scavern
Aparsiperdac Scavern
By: Senai Griffin
They say I’m not black enough
But I never understood,
Am I shackled to a stereotype with cuffs?
IM CUFFED,
To the words of others,
I can’t bother, but I’m bothered
I try to escape but I’m smothered
By the culture of my own race
Its a race to escape all the hate
But its for my sake
They say its easy as a piece of cake
But not for me, that’s fake
They say I talk white
They say I act white
How can you talk and act a color?
They say I’m white because I golf
I play in the dark so no one can see me
How can I do that if you say I don’t deserve to be in MGP?
People are stuck smelling the odors of their elders
They are slamming me down to the floor
Like they expect more
All I can do is be myself
Tucked away like an ancient book on a shelf
All I can do is be myself
block out the noise
All I can do is be myself
It’s easier said than done,
And I will get it done,
As a matter of fact, keep hating
A car needs gas to keep traveling
And My hand needs energy to keep writing
You are my fuel
I’ll write my own story
With you as the villian, the fool
Thanks for your help, without you I wouldn’t have the tool
To be who I am
Because all I can do is be myself.
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