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White Washed


I'm sorry, I hadnt realized that correct grammar and proper English was only something one race could do
My mother never told me I had to talk in slang, incomplete sentences, & silly colloquial speech 
Does my intelligence offend you?
Do you not understand big words?
Or is it simply that my skin color tells you I can only talk in Ebonics? 
Cause I'm confused am I not American too? 
Is this not the national language? Have they changed it without my knowing? 
Were we not all supposed to learn the same letters and words back in kindergarten?
Oh I get it, you expected me not to pay attention when they were talking about sentence structure, right?
Well I'm sorry I'm not another ignorant, loud-mouthed, mean character in your stupid movies that depict black females as woman with no sort of class. 
I'm sorry that Tyler Perry Movies, Friday, & Scary Movie 1 has tainted your image of who I'm supposed to be? 
I'm sorry that I can't be your cliche ass black friend that you so desperately wanted just to say you had one!
And why are you so weird when I mention my taste in music? 
Was I not supposed to know or like The Beatles?
Is rock music supposed to be some foreign fucking language to me? 
I'll have you know that I like all types of music! 
& Country does happen to be my least favorite genre
not because I'm black but because the shit depresses me 
Am I not supposed to act like this?
Please, tell me how YOU think I'm supposed to act? 
Because everyone knows you know more about me then I know myself.
Am I not supposed to be offended when you say "no offense" and shrug it off like it's okay to insult me and my race? 
Well guess fucking what, if you have to say no offense, it's probably gonna be offensive!
I didn't know that my personality was your personal problem, some social fucking issue, a world abomination that you had to stick your big ass nose in and try and fix?
How the fuck are you gonna tell me how someone of my color is suppose to act anyways?
So yes to the Asians that don't know karate, tae-kwon-do, or Kung fu
Claps to the Latinos who can't salsa!
Good job to the sober Irishmen who hate beer! 
And fuck you to the people who think otherwise
Because I am not white washed, 
I am Raynesha Jones.
And I'm fucking awesome at it

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