Behind these lies cries deep inside despise hatred
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Dear Mom, why do you hate me?
Is it because of secrets that have come out lately?
That I do not love the same way you do,
Or do not follow religion as if by voodoo?
They all see me
So perfect, so prissy
But mommy I'm evil
Don't you forget it?
I hate wearing this
Puffy, pink dress
Perfect
She says
Your life is perfect
Brilliant
Confident
Beautiful home
Privileged
Little does she know that
Behind every closed door may or may not be a secret. Yet people decide to be fake, despite it.
Am I white enough?
Child of the people brave and true
American by breed
So through scorn by those who sold our lands
Propagated, fumigated and discarded the clans
