Beauty is a kaleidoscope, yet black is the ostracized shade. My skin is like a stretched canvas, exploding with hues and tones of blackness Swirled into one beautiful ... me. Why does the vibrancy of my essence have to be tamed into bland bite-size bits to be swallowed up by society. Is the flavour of my skin too rich and sweet for you to bear? Well, if you cannot handle the bitter sweetness that makes me a dark berry, then Stay bland in your conception of blank beauty. I am not one shade too dark for beauty. Black Is Beautiful. I Am Beautiful.