A poem by me
I come from a family that is diverse
I come from a family of struggle
I come from a family of love 🖤
I come from a family of bruises and bumps
I come from a place where being bullied is normal
I come from a place where being "Black and Proud" is a big-hearted movement
I come from the various medications that I had to consume to help with my ADHD
I come from the pain of being in and out of the hospital's operating rooms to make myself look "normal"
I come from hot combs, multiple packs of bobby pins, and hair products
I come from little frilly pink tutus and ballet shoes
I come from sweaty clothing and songs replaying over and over
I come from the fucked up foster care system
I come from the questions, "Didn't your birth mom want you?" or "What the hell is wrong with your face?"
I come from those feelings of depression, suicidal thoughts, and anxiety
I come from the love of music and dance
I come from the voices screaming that BLACK LIVES MATTER
I come from those questions, "Is your hair real?" "Can I touch it?"
I come from self-doubt and wish-washy self-confidence
I come from waking up and saying to myself, "I love you, Lexx"
I come from smiling and laughing like a seal without a care in the world
I come from dancing like nobody's watching
I come from love and compassion ❤️
I come from being that mother figure, "Momma Lexx" and being that friend that you could confide in
That's where I came from
~Lexx💜
