Finding Your Identity
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When you're a child
You colored outside the lines
In green, blue, orange, and yellow
You never paid any attention to the crayon you picked up
So why is it that now
When your voice matters the most
SHE was undercover and hidden from the world.
Her true character was TRAPPED; like Snow White, her identity and soul were locked away, hidden in glass--in a deep sleep.
Now she must AWAKEN her soul and set it FREE.
Don't let the skin color fool you./I'm not who you think I am-/Nor who I ever pretended to be./My ancestors weren't cowboys./They were the fishermen/and weavers of a history/I never knew./And maybe I'll never know it./I'll never be the matriarch o
