black girl
black girl
that's what you see on the outside
but take a moment
you don't know me
you don't want to know me
black girl
I'm done being put in that box
don't call me African American because that's not me
my physical appearance can't define me
why cant I be the smart one
instead you continue to call me
black girl
don't get me wrong I'm proud to be black
but why does that say who I am
black girl
set to never reach the highest expectations
defined by babymamas drama
so black girl?
yes
but just a black girl?
not by any means!
I am also an educated girl
I am also a sincere girl
I am also an ambitious girl
set to reach her goals
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