My Black Is Beautiful
From my coily hair to my deep brown eyes
My black is beautiful
From my sassy urban attitude to the way I sing my blues
My black is beautiful
From the color of my ancestors skin to this new generations blend
My Black is Beautiful
While they're saying light skin is the right skin and far skin is less of any skin
My Black is Beautiful
These categories shouldn't even exist two of us from the same race, but since you're of a lighter complexion you tend to be what society says a young black woman should be
Im told with my complexion I'll never be loved leaving me insecure because I dont fit into society making it hard to believe
My Black is Beautiful
I know for a fact that everything society says about my shade of brown is wrong I may not fit in with society's motto of a young black female but i know for a fact im loved more than the model on the magazine that is shown to have the perfect image of a black female im loved more not because of what society wants me to be but for my imperfections of not being the perfect shade of a young black female that society wants me to be
My Black is Beautiful -Shakeena Jackson
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