Application for life

 

 

Who am I?

A question asked by many

Asked  by my job to score a penny

I am an outspoken force to be reckoned with

 

What is your ethnicity?

I am a Panamanian Princess

A Jamaican goddess

And a Caucasian flower child

 

What can you offer the world?

What can this world offer me?

Me, alone wolf with stretched out hands to capture her goals

Me, an upcoming masterpiece with an unsure identity

 

Maybe if I face my reality

That i am locked in a nation where i am labeled a MINORITY

Whereas i thought i was America's priority

Taught by the authorities,

That my application for superiority, is meant to fail horribly

 

Well if majority feels this way it must be true?

INCORRECT for my goals

I will perfect

My life they will respect

Not neglect, reject, or infect

I write my own story and my own path...

I am my own person who will surpass

 

 

                                                                      ~Krystal

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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