At 5"1 I like to say
My height is classified.
That's why I like social media
All those "flaws" you can hide.
If you were to ask about the real me,
I'd roll my my brown eyes and shake my tiny head,
I mean what am I supposed to say
My life is school, church, bed.
I guess I could start with my ethnicity
'Cause it always comes up in conversation
It's okay you can say "third world"
Instead of politically correct "developing nation".
I've been to Ghana only once and I'd do it all again
Just to see my aunts, uncles, cousins,
And make some more new friends.
So now you see where the 4c hair originates,
The skin so smooth, so dark.
Although I've never been your average African American,
Being any kind of black's no walk in the park.
K let's move on to hobbies
I play violin and dance and sing
Although I've never been the best singer
That's more of an on-the-side thing
And I might have to scracth out dancing
'Cause I've never had an actual lesson
But I'm hoping college will lessen
The amount of inexperience that is present.
Violin, though is very valid,
I've been playing since 6th grade,
It's accounted for half the awards I have
And many of the friends I've made.
It's where I got my thirst for competition
And my want to petition for fair treatment of the arts
"Classical music is underappreciated" I rant.
"It makes people smart!"
I guess I'm passionate about three things,
My hair, my art, and God,
You say anything to disrespect-Oooohhhhh
If you were my child you'd be gettin the rod
Yet, I'm easy to get along with,
(If you pass my mental test)
Ok, I'm kinda selective
Only 'cause I want the best
Kind of life I can possibly get
'Cause I never truly knew the struggle
Of having emotions to juggle,
such as coping with debt.
Maybe my ambitions tend to cloud
my good intentions of those
I care about-
The people that I chose
To be apart of my life
To share my heartache and my strife
To keep my hands away from a knife
(That last situation isn't rife)
It may sound like I use people
But lesbihonest I really appreciate
The people in my life that love me
And accept me when I, myself, would hate.
So beneath the edited senior photos
Featuring the girl with unmatched swagger
Lies that Ghanaian-American girl
In lounge clothes who would rather
Be curled up with a good book yet
At the same time surrounded by good people.
See, I always thought I was complicated
Smart, stupid, confident, feeble.