Everyone wonders whether the glass is half empty or half full
But no one ever asks the stuff that's in the cup what it thinks
See, I can feel all of my edges, where the tension begins at my surface
I truly know
And I know that it's not really whether the glass is half empty or half full
But what you do with the stuff inside of it

I am afropunk
I am not what is protrayed by mainstream media
There is more than one black experience
They make movies about me

My hair is not it's natural color
I've pierced the skin behind someone's lip
And when I grow up
I want to be in a band

There is the chance that I might change my mind later on
But that doesn't give you the excuse to ignore my existance
There is more than one black experience
So stop pretending we're all the same

the first time I ate them
I felt guilty
because all I could think about
was you staring at your ceiling
you were too afraid
to look at the floor
but I'm going to be honest
I want to try more

I am thick and proud
I have thighs that do not always fit into my jeans
my arms are not made for sleeveless tops
everyone told me my face was too round for a short hair cut
but I disregarded their warnings
because I know that I will never be happy
unless I wear short sleeves in the summer
and cut off all my hair sometimes
i do not have to listen to anyone's opinion of myself that puts me down
because I am perfect as I am

the saddest thing I can fathom
is the fact that the last thing most people ever see
is a ceiling

my first book was about you
and it described everything perfectly like the way you looked at me when the sunlight filtered in through your window
I never could escape from your soul-hold if I tried
but
I don't want to try
I think it's lovely
I want to hold onto you until my dying day when the sun is setting on my life and I want my last word to be your name
I want it to roll off my tongue like the Italian I tried to learn in your house
I want it to reverberate around the world
I want everyone to know that the last thing I want to think about before I die
is you