Don't You Dare Label Me
Don't You Dare Label Me!
I see my hair as a soft and fluffy pillow that I lay my sleepy head
something like a teddy bear when a young child embraces it
But they say my hair is "unworthy" and "nappy"
too hard and tangled to comb through
so should I "do something with my head" like they say?
I look at my face and smile brightly
not one thing in my eyes is disproportionate
But she says my nose too wide, skin too dark
my lips that turn upwards from my happiness too big and luscious-
so should I get rid o my "disgraceful" features like she claims?
I know I have a brain
I'm intelligent- from the curiosity of the unknown I strive to learn
But he says I am nothing; illiterate fool
to the point where I believe and become a clownish ghoul
so sad, should I stop trying to be something I'm not just because he says?
I'm sweet like sugar and candy
and it is a part of my personality
But they say that we all have wretched attitudes- so evil
they look down and say we're despicable - but they never stop to actually listen
so frustrating- should who I am become the label branded upon my race?
NO.....
Don 't you dare label me!
because you believe in the few majority
For I say I will rise above and beyond these stereotypes
because they do not categorize me
so, instead I will march these streets for my well being
and I will preach to my siblings that will go through the same atrocities.