Cover Up
Every morning
Like pulling the blankets on
Rather than off
Gotta cover up
That ugly attitude
So my momma won’t see
Better cover up
My hot, sexy shoulder
So that boy doesn’t rise up
Ought to cover up
Any insecurity
Just so nobody can grab ahold
Every morning
I peel off the sheets
Only to pile on the make up
But not this morning
This morning I will let it all
“Hang loose”
Let the girl inside
Walk through the rain
Without an umbrella
Make sure the colors bleed
While the sad soul inside
Shouts to the clouds
Tell everyone how very much
This little white girl
Really feels
Today I don’t need a shade
I need a soapbox
Because I am going to be me
And I don’t need you
To tell me anything
Especially what to do