Kinky Curly Me Not

January 16, 2015

I AM the woman you see today

Was birthed into a smart, talented, funny version of yourself

Beauty, brains, and all, leaves so beautiful just like the fall

Light brown hair, dark skin

Young woman painted with big round hips

Kinky curly me not, you gave me the hair I never appreciated as a kid

They say natural is beautiful and i believe it truly is

Is she confident, conceieted, or flawless?

Will anyone ever know?

Whenever people see her smile, life finally starts to glow.

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