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The Life Wanted


I intensely stared back My skin An ugly shade of brown Far from handsome Far from a princess to crown I was given life I know I shouldn’t think this way I’m supposed to learn and foster Until I would be old and gray When I was just a child I took everything I saw Dreaming of the wonders That often left me breaking the rules and laws I decided to escape my problems I knew it was wrong But I couldn’t take it anymore When the words didn’t stop When the pain was prolong Day after day I kept from speaking out This feeling I had That I really wanted to shout It all started When a new girl moved into town She became my worst nightmare She was a much more pretty brown I confess She had it all The looks, the talent, even the voice Which is why Everybody treated her like a doll Despite the jealousy I didn’t say a word Nor did I try to beat her Which left me unheard I was terribly hurt When she started saying words Just because I wasn’t rich like her Because I was the school nerd If only my skin Were to protect me from This emotional pain Just as it does From bacteria, disease, and this melancholy rain
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