Inside and Out

I don't understand, this really confuses me. They say beauty is only on the inside? But is that really true ? Or FALSE ? Are we only beautiful on the inside because thats the only place we're seen equal? Since the outside, skin deep, is dark, is that why I'm only beautiful on the inside ? Is it because my hair is kinky and wildy untamed, is that why beauty is only on the inside ? Is it because my lips are big and my eyes are brown and dark like the wet soil on the sunrise that I'm only beautiful on the inside? Is it because my clothes are thrifted and my happiest days are on the 1st and 15th that I am only beautiful on the inside? Is it because every where I turn I am constantly judged, before anyone bothers to get to know me ? The words "loud", "ghetto" "black" "coupons" "fried chicken" "watermelon" "EBT" "ratchet" are all familar terms associated with someone of my skin color. Judging me before you even know me. Is that why I'm only beautiful on the inside ? They say beauty is only on the inside ? No. It's on the outisde. The proud outside of an African American female taught to fight to be looked at diffrently and not sterotyped. Taught to fight to believe they were beautiful just like everyone else. I am flawless. From the smooth, rich dark chocolate of my skin, to the naps, kinks and curls of my hair, to the full and luscious lips and powerful dark, brown eyes, to the used and vintaged clothes, to  the food stamps, from every judgment, "loud", "ghetto", "black" and "ratchet", I am flawless. I am beautiful. I am me. And that's all I will ever be. Outside in and inside out flawlessly beautiful, are the things that make me, me.

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