She wears mascara to hide her flaws
While her flaws find comfort in her empty soul
They fester inside and cut deep
She faces internal insecurity
Hating who she is supposed to be
Her inner beauty ugly as her attitude
Lacking the ability to show gratitude
Angry because it has never been appreciated
It's only been abused by men who left her feeling devestated
Heart broken and alone she found beauty in her mascara as it hid her ****** errors
At least it covered her deepest fears
Wiped her heaviest tears
Her mascara became a mask full of errors

Only true love would get her to take it off...

Dear Black girl
Your beauty is enough

Because you are a diamond in the rough

I hope
I hope you
I hope you know
I hope you know how
I hope you know how you
I hope you know how you make
I hope you know how you make me
I hope you know how you make me feel

Loved....

She wrote a piece that shook my soul
Every word was as if she uttered my name
Feeling as if my heart was burning in flames
She told me a love like hers can never be tamed
Regret ran through my mind
as my soul felt empty,
it was her reality I was living
Now death comes to comfort me

Woke up to a dream filled with limitless emotions, she never sought revenge
But left my heart feeling strange
A love like hers can never be found
Till this day I search for a dream like love
And only find it in my dreams

That's why I now sleep more...

African soul child
Eating dust for dinner
Drinking ***** water
Poverty is your richness
Survival is your blessing
Too many deaths you witnessed
Torn between dying and living
Yet you still choose living
Breath air polluted with gas fumes
Big diamond digging machines
Repping your grounds for more minarals
Witnessed less births and more funerals
Oh African soul child

Rain drops dropping on your dry soul
Wet hands now clap of laughter
Low in self-steem now flying higher
Weak in imagination
scared to see a future without her
She is deeper than the ocean floor
You shallow as a river filled with rocks
Emotions fueld by your insecurities
Now you are scared to be
who you are supposed to be
Stagnate in progression so you regress
Take a million steps backwards
Scared to move forward
Fearing the future
lacking the idea of growth
That one knee will never see the floor
Because you can't see a future with her
But you hold on to her like ransome
While her next one is dying to find her
Leave her be so she can be
free to find her one true love
Her next one

I hope when I see you
You see you
Because if we are one
We become each other
Perfectly belt with flaws
Perfectly grown in love