Where do I belong?
I will never fit in if my friends are white.
I will never fit in no matter how hard I fight.
I will not broadcast the wealthy complexion.
So , therefore, I will face rejection.
I will never fit in if my friends are white.
I will always be excluded for my melanin that is skin tight.
No matter what I may be within.
The truth is too embedded in my skin.
What do I have to do to show them I don’t fit in a category.
Forget the past, can I just tell my story?
I am not a thief, I am not a liberal.
Being black should not be a reason for you to belittle ...me.
I will never fit in if my friends are black.
“You dress white” “You talk white” This and that.
I will not show stereotypical characteristics because that’s not who I am.
I can’t change the person within, life is not a test correction exam.
I will never fit in if my friends are black.
I will always be excluded because apparently my melaninness seems to lack.
So where do I belong in the ring of fire?
Am I the oppressor or the oppressed?
Tell me whose side I need to stand on that will fit me best.
Not my physical attributes, but what’s on the inside.
If i’m neither nor, has a new race arrived?