black confidence
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Dear Society, why hate on me?
No matter how I wear my hair still so hard to please.
Dear Society, why can't I be great?
Shall I lighten my skin & lose some weight?
Dear Society, do you think I'll be successful?
You don't know me,
But I’m the girl who always sits in the back corner during class.
You might think I am shy
But I sit back there so I can see everything
After all your tears
And all of your fears,
You are strong
You can always right your wrongs.
Baby this is your chance
To show who you are
You are that star
And your dreams will take you far.
As a child, I went through a very brief period of childhood before I was thrust into a world where monsters are not only very real, but a constant factor I had to face.
Lay with me and drift, drift away, high into a cloud.
Just laying here with a soft song coming out a old stereo.
Saying sweet nothing under the influence only makes me smile.
