True Colors
Demons have affected me
They even have names
They tainted the view that I see
But even they, I can't blame.
I have Trump pointing a finger at my gender
As if being a woman is a threat
But I have inspiring women as my defender
I guess the power we have makes him sweat.
I have racists pointing a finger at my mixed color
Confused as to why I am here
But I bring many smiles and intelligence
I guess jealousy wants me to disappear.
I had Bulimia destroying my self esteem
Screaming "you're not skinny enough"
But even through the darkness, I beamed
I guess my recovery just exemplified tough.
I have people pointing at my sexuality
Cursing my blood for being bisexual
But even I fight through the brutality
I guess my strength was quite effectual
I had friends turn their backs and leave
Loyalty never runs deep in this generation
But even now, there are great friends I receive
I guess my life just wanted frustration.
I used to only care about who took my toys
I used to fall asleep to my mother's lullabies
Now, all I hear is this negative noise
All I see is sadness in people's eyes.
I am exhausted, and I am infuriated
To see our country full of hate
However my heart today is not deflated
Because I know it is not everyone's fate
I push those fingers away
Because my character has the power to do so
The whole world, they must weigh
For a girl to still have love for those who bring hate
She looks into them and sees light
Because past their demons, she sees faith
A dark story turning into bright
The girl I am today is shaped because of my demons
My hardships define the person I need to be
A girl that slays through today's hardships
And one that is not defined by her gender
Although I am a woman, it does not make me any less of a inspiration
Although I am mixed, it does not make me any less of an eligible member
Although I am bisexual, it does not make me less of a human
Although I exist, it does make me less of a person
I should not let a person or a thing define me as "not capable of anything".
I will not.