The real me
Being black is Hard they say
I say try being a woman
exceptions to high
dont slouch sit up you could afford to loose a couple of pounds
I yell to silence the insecurities in my head
for i am woman and you will hear me roar
You will begin to love my burp
nuture my natural gas
For I Smile the hardest laugh the loudest
all with no brain to mouth filter
for I am woman I will speak my mind and live free from insecurities
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