I am not won't be your temporary.
I am not just a picture that is not put together i have purpose; and no i don't always stay in the lines and no i don't always make the perfect circle I am beauty I am the essence of beauty I am . more than the people that stare at me as i am on display for people to judge me. because even though I can't speak I can tell that you judge me. you auction me off like i don't have feelings. you didn't even ask my permission OW DID YOU KNOW I HAD A PRICE ON ME BECAUSE I DON'T. YET YOU STILL TRY TO MAKE UP A PRICE YOU FORBIDDEN HUMAN BEING INDIVIDUAL FULL OF COMPROMISE. I am not a full i can see when the devil try's to camouflage his image and bribe me of the lust between in my brain trying to creep between my legs Get Out!!!i don't want sex in htis moment I rather like it with a ring on it and you you can't have me before my due date and you cannot manipulate me because I know that God is never. late. neither is he early but he is always on time!!.
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I am 23 and im going to live my dream i refuse allow racism or poverty stop go ahead gossip about me about how im being struck by lighning and how i was bit by a pitbull walking one day on my way to school white man don't want me to get my education tell me no everytime i ask a question about why they don't like the color of my skin turning my own people against me dis me few years later you see me on the greatness latter and now you wnat to kiss me pretend to wipe my tears away but by the time you got to me i had no more tears left to shed and i was beaten by the ones close by they call you their family yet they are the main ones that are the ghost of gravity trying to weigh me down with their gravity. i am no longer abused I have made the choice step up my game and change the rules who cares if i have a cricket eye or i drool because in my fathers eyes I'm famous in my fathers eyes I'mm cool and i will walk the nations and take back what no one else could like Harriet Tubman or martin Luther king i am not afraid to lead. I would be a fool to step down off my post. as my black leader would always say we shall overcome some day.
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