What can you tell from the color of my skin?

Does it match what's on the inside or does it just scratch the surface of who I am

You may assume you know it all

But one thing you'll never see, is my true identity

You can choose to believe

That white only equals white

And black only equals black

Live in a shadow of that closed minded mind

Or you can come out of the dark, to finally see the light

That no matter my color, I can be any ethnicity

A Black American, a White African or even a Asian European

For what defines me is not on the surface or in your mind

But what lives inside my heart, soul and mind