She is

She is my life, she is my heart, She is not like you, treated horribly by her differences, tearing me apart. To you, she is not from this world, an inferior girl, Her difference in culture, the difference in her skin tone, not accustomed to your traditional white pearls. But yet she is like diamonds, strong and beautiful, accepting you with love, because she knows we're all equal. She is still a person, a soul, a woman, a human being, hoping to one day erase, the ignorance from what you are seeing.