Little Brown Girl
Little Brown Girl
Just as pretty as can be
"fix yourself baby"
that's what Momma always told me
be who society wants you to be
Stand up straight, speak only when spoken to
Matter fact Add some tracks and subtract every trace of you being black too
We grow up being hated by the men we grow up being taught to love
because we don't speak when spoken too but speak to be heard
we're considered "ratchet" "ghetto" or all of the above
judged by the color of our skin instead of the content of our character.
but that's what it means to be free.
right?
"Baby fix yourself"
someones watching you
actually just put a little makeup on too.
Little Brown Girl..
I have to tell you
you are gods gift to earth from your shoe to your face
dipped in melanin and and a whole lotta grace.
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