Just Call me Genn
Genevieve, French name, African girl, American life style
You could never walk a mile in my shoes
Always felt like I had to prove
Am I cool enough? Am I pretty enough?
Genevieve?
Gena who?
Just call me Genn that’s what they always do
I have a big heart
That has been torn apart
I seek for trust
But I am deceived my lust
My smile is a disguise for my pain
I want to make my mom proud
I pray my hard work doesn’t go in vein
I am strong and optimistic
I hope my dreams become realistic
Genevieve, French name, African girl, American life style.
By Genevieve
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