My Skin

My skin

This here,is my skin

And I love it, 

well ast least now I do anyways

But I grew up hatng it,

Society always bringing me down,

Never getting a break

because of me skin. I,

I used to want to be white. I,

I always knew they had it easy. I,

I just couldn't figure out why

But my skin,

This here, this brown that society says separates us,...

Don't let it be a wedge

 

My skin, my brown, 

my melanin I learned to love, 

It's a problem to the white man

Even to this day in 2017

where gays were accepted before us

and yes for those who are blind

RACISM DOES EXIST

DON'T IGNORE IT!

LOOK AT MY SKIN

now I can tell you my life

and it wont be like yours

because of my skin

But i still love my skin

The brown, all that melanin

I love it

But sometimes I hate,

how strong I have to be because of it

But this is my skin

This here is my skin

And I love every bit of it 

 

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