If they only heard,
The thoughts that ring aloud,
Vibrating,
Pulsating,
Thumping,
If they only saw my potential,
Their surface level judgements refuse,
Refuse to dig deeper than the pigment,
The pigment of my deep coffee coloured skin,
The thoughts that might change the world one day,
Or the actions that may,
For one day I hope it's not all just black and grey,