What makes me FLAWLESS

My mind, my mind, my mind

My mind makes me flawless

Although I be but weak 

And I do not look like everyone else

Though I may be hated for my dark skin

Thick thighs and so called nappy hair 

Even if I have been labled 

A whore and a bitch

My mind makes me flawless

Although I have let myself

Be validated and looked upon

As a mere object

Though I have feint scars on my arms 

Even if my spirit has been broken

Time and time again 

My mind makes me flawless

Powerful, beautiful, and truthful

Because I know better than to treat other

The way they have treated me