I Am...

I am African-American.
It's something I've never liked saying before. 
I pushed away my race and basked in my skin color. 
I hide my feelings, locked them away. 
It's something I still do today.
I am beautiful, I am tall, 
I am lovely, and I am strong. 
No boy, or girl, 
woman or man, 
could tell me otherwise, 
because I know I can. 
I am dorky, I am weird, 
I am quiet, and I am me. 
I am everything I've ever wanted me to be.