Who am I?
My body is an expression
Every day is realized through my actions
I feel like we are in a depression
All looking for the wrong attraction
Knowing my body is the most important intention
Staring in the mirror is a necessary mention
My fingerprint is unique
Embrace my background
Rather be categorized as a freak
Freedom of the gene is my ancestors sound
Don't want to be labeled in a skin of weak
I am able to touch my face
Don't need to take a test
I am grateful for my race
A prodigy of being able to say it with my chest
I am a detective looking to my case
I am looking for a lost gem
I am who I am
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