I am dark
I am beautiful
I am stories
Needing to be told
I am poetry
That doesn’t sound as poetic
I am a writer
Who writes to fight
Her anxious thoughts
I am who loves
Never loved
Gives
Never given
I am the dump soil
Outside my window
Smells like it just rained
I am the yellow sun flower
Whose limbs I know
Like they’re mine
I am the cries
And the laughs
And the jokes
That aren’t as funny
I am from the parents
That bore me
I am from the Muslim black girl
That everyone sees as weird
Who gets noticed because
She’s black
Not for what her heart
And mind contain
I am who I am
Written by; Fildaus Umutoniwase
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
I am dark
I am beautiful
I am stories
Needing to be told
I am poetry
That doesn’t sound as poetic
I am a writer
Who writes to fight
Her anxious thoughts
I am who loves
Never loved
Gives
Never given
I am the dump soil
Outside my window
Smells like it just rained
I am the yellow sun flower
Whose limbs I know
Like they’re mine
I am the cries
And the laughs
And the jokes
That aren’t as funny
I am from the parents
That bore me
I am from the Muslim black girl
That everyone sees as weird
Who gets noticed because
She’s black
Not for what her heart
And mind contain
I am who I am
Written by; Fildaus Umutoniwase
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