The color of my skin determines where I will go in life
It determines what i will become
It determines how much respect I receive
It determines how I'm looked upon
It determines how much money I make
My skin keeps me oppressed
The color of my skin shouts you're not accepted every time I look in the mirror.
The color of my face affects the way people react when I smile at them.
As people of color in America,
We are faced with racism, discrimination, hatred, and ignorance on a daily.
Looked upon as if we have caused all the evil in this world.
To me, my skin color makes me who I am
My skin makes me beautiful
Every time I look in the mirror I am reminded that I am a queen
My skin color accentuates my personality
The color of my skin is beautiful just the way it is and I would never wish to change it.