At times the world seems to be turned against you. At times,its just overwhelming to continue.
I'm just like everyone else. I want to be remembered,I wanted to be lusted after,I want to be loved. Its childish and silly to say,but its how I'm feeling.
We live in a world where beauty is predetermined. Where if you don't fit the context of what's been deemed beautiful,your less. Your less then the curls on his head. Your less then the colored eyes on his face. And your less then the color of his skin.
We're all human so why must my conception,my complexion,be deemed less. I'm just like everyone else. I want to be deemed worthy,to be admired,to be envied. To be seen as a source of power. I know its wrong but for just once can I be seen as right. For once can I not be overlooked,glanced over,a second choice to a society that deems me unworthy. I'm tired. I don't know. I search and search for a way out,a way to be able to cope with myself figure out how to deal with my own demons. But how can I love myself,and become my own source of inspiration, of dignity,of pride when I'm constantly reminded that I'm less.
I may not be what you're looking for,but one day I'll show you and myself,I'm more than what meets the eye.
