I used to have twists.
I used to have twists
I used to meticulously twist them to come out just right
I used to stand in the mirror mouthing Bob Marley lyrics
I used to play in my hair and day dream about my future
I used to have twistsI used to have twists.
I used to believe that racism is dead
I used to believe that I could be anything in this world
I used to believe that everyone had a heart as mine
I used to have twistsI used to have twists
I used to want to be a cop
I used to want to "protect and serve"
I used to trust cops
I used to think that I would be safe if I called 911
I used to have twistsI used to cry at funerals
I used to get angry at tragedies
I used to fear white people
I used to hate my color
I used to hate the stereotypes that I thought defined meI don't have twists.
I don't cry hate my color, I revel in it
I don't coincide with stereotypes, I break the mold.
I don't get angry at tragedies, I'm search for solutions
I don't fear white people, because they fear me
I don't cry at funerals, because they were the martyrsI don't twist my hair anymore.
Because I don't have twists.
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Highschool Misfits
ŞiirThis is a compilation of stories , poetry, and events from the minds of high schoolers.