Am I not enough
Are my words not projecting
Can you not hear what I am saying
Am I not enough

Am I not enough
That my tears are just weakness,
That my worries are just in my head
Am I not enough

Am I not enough
That you stare all day,
Yet never listen to what I have to say
Am I not enough

Am I not enough
That my work and pain
My dreams and my fight
Is not a struggle,
Merely a call for attention
Am I not enough

Am I not enough
That my call for justice
Is covered by shouts of cowardice
And my love of me,
Is questioned by those who surround me
I am not enough

I am not enough
That when I preach peace
My words are twisted that I am anti-justice
I am not enough

I am not enough
That when I talk about my disgust at the wicked
They come after me, scared that a half-black girl said something true
Am I not enough.