Who Am I?
Who am I, you ask
I am a young black girl
Just by looking at my apperance
I am different from others in this world
I have nappy hair
And my skin is caramel brown
You can tell by how I look
That I'm different from others around
I am a young black girl
You can see it in my walk
I am a young black girl
Just by hearing it in my talk
I am very intelligent
Which many people doubt
They see me as puzzle
And got me all figured out
But I surprise them
In many different ways
And shock them to the point
That they dont have anything to say
I am very independent
I dont depend on the "man
I am very sophisticated
That is who I am
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