I Am.....
I Am a curious African American woman!
Who often wonder
Are we born to die?
Or silence a babies cry?
Maybe I Am another Harriet Tubman
Or I could just be another curious African American woman.
I Am curious African American woman!
Who sometimes pretend to be another person,
Scared that the situation might worsen.
Sometimes I seek salvation in all the wrong places,
Misguided by all the smiling faces.
Dispite all of these flaws,
I Am proud to be a curious African American woman!
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