Who am I?
When the color of my skin mulls me as inferior
The sound of my voice distinguished me from the rest
When society has standards
People look down upon me
Individuals thinks am no good
So, who am I?
When success is nowhere in reached
My hopes are high
And dreams are fading away
My head is bleeding with thoughts
And body is quivering from fears
Who am I?
Am just a human
Who wants to be love?
And accepted for who I am


“I look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” Martin Luther King, Jr.

Life, Acceptance, Non-judgemental

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Albert Cooper
over 6 years

Thanks Najiyah and I'll take your advice into consideration

Najiyah C
over 6 years

Real nice poem. But there are some grammatical mistakes, and I don't know if ya did them by purpose or...?
Other than that, the poem's awesome.

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