When you look at me, what do you see?
I would hope that it would be my personality
That is not what society has taught you, me… we.
You see my #TBT, selfies and who follows me
What is that really?
I am me,
Raised by she, In a world of he’s
Two races intertwined as one whole
Neither black nor white
Not rich or poor
Neither happy or sad, where do I go?
Not one category do I fit
So please… understand,
Understand when I say I’m at the end of my wit
Unconformable in a conformable world
Where everything has its place
An automatic two word response for a three word question,
Where the true feelings are exposed on my face.
Troubled… undefinable maybe.
Billions of thoughts and emotions
Held in a fragile body, unable to process thoughts into words,
So, who am I? you ask
I am one who in taking on that incredible task,
Finding, possibly even saving myself, setting my thoughts free
My own knight and shining armor
That, is me.