Sorry
I am sorry that the color of my skin scares you.
I am sorry the language I speak confuses you.
I am sorry that the texture of my hair is too rough for your hands.
I am sorry that the clothes I wear offends you.
I am sorry that the God I follow hurts you.
I am sorry for being me.
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Cactus & Peony
PoetryA book about The pain The suffrage The beauty About being a girl In a world -bhictoria