I am Unique
We look in the mirror; see flaws.
We don’t like what we see.
Our skin color is darker.
And, our countenance is mystifying.
Trying to change into people,
we’re comparing ourselves to.
To create the person, hopefully, you’ll see.
But, anger and hatred is a major ruination.
When will they understand?
Inside, we are good people.
Just like them.
Why don’t they don’t see?
I can’t make them value me.
All I can do is show them.
What I feel and what I believe.
It’s up to them to realize my worth.
I am unique.
I am love.
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