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How can you love me but not at the same time?
How can you love the creation but not the creator?
You fetishize over my men, but yet are disgusted over me.
That's the life of a black girl.
My Afro
Stems from
Kings and Queens
With
Unruly curls
Just like
Me.
It’s not perfect
I’m an angry black woman
And?
How about you stop trying to
Get in my pants?
I work those long hours,
Undervalued,
I opened my eyes this morning not knowing where the day would lead me,
but i followed anyway just to see.
Stumbling from left to right as if the path was oblique,
but it was dead infront of me,
Her stride so poised
She floats with every step she makes in her nude Pigalle heel
Demeanor, so regal it demands respect
I am a black woman
and I think I speak for us all
when I sayI get the blues every now and then.
Dont wonder why we’re bitter
We hold a high position.Standing with a strong attitude in the way we walk and talk.No man will respect the women who can’t run her own race, but every man will respect the woman who can hold her own.
Her skin tone was dark chocolate, so rich and deep. Most people knew that type of chocolate was healthy, yet didn't bother to speak. Cause you like your girls as light as your off white sheets, why bother on trying to greet?
Do you think me loud?
Do you think me brash?
Do you think I’m ignorant
With no class?
The things I have witnessed
Breaks my heart
No one tries to really see
What we are about.
