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Jun 2015
These Voices in My Head

Keep a hush tone and don’t speak to loud.
Don’t be obnoxious and hide behind  “You’re black and  you’re proud”
That’s ignorance and not to mention that’s ghetto.
Did you not here “ class “ is the new society’s motto.
Your brown skin just won’t do.
Its time your learned that too.
Youre so white, like a white girl in a black girl body.
Too bad you fit no where in society.
I mean you have potential, yet your still on the edge.
If I had something to say about you don’t have a head on your head.
Sigh
If you want to be accepted you have to be the best of the best.
Here I give you clothes to wear let’s put your classy appearances to the test.
God no that’s short
Breast is too much exposed.
Well you’re invisible so you won’t get a lot of attention is good I suppose.
Here’s some lighter makeup cover up those blemishes and marks
Why do you have all those scars, looks like you’ve been swimming with sharks?
Sigh
You’re so dark, teeth is kind of crooked.
I bet you got all the creepy guys looking.
Show a little breast , Show a little skin
That’s how you get the guys over and  win
I mean just have *** with him its not that big of a sin.
I mean come on you wouldn’t get him with that brain or face of yours.
Let’s admit your. You’re like a rose with thorns.
I mean hypothetically because not even ten percent picks you.
Behind closed I’m pretty sure 90 percentage mimics you.
Sigh, I am my own enemy.
DuantlessImagery
Written by
DuantlessImagery  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
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   Ariel Baptista
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