poem: Skin Deep

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  Poem: Skin Deep

Dear diary, i wish you had eyes so you could see the tears falling from my eyes, but can not you feel them as they soak the paper.

I will never let them see my tears, It would be proof that i believe there words. So much has happened with me and you but i will never let you be my fears.

I refuse to be judged by the color of my skin, the kink in my hair or the pride in my step. I have chocolate skin that shows dignity and as i tread i put a pep in my steps.

I cry because of the rude comments about my skin but that was in the past and today is the future. I have future goals in life and i am not going to let that stop me.

Skin color does not define beauty but rather you attitude, dignity, and your bone structure is true beauty. There is no true limit to beauty and your beauty put with mines is just undefined.

There is skin from white porcelain to sunkissed brown and a midnight glow. She has skin the color as midnight, but her eyes glowed like the moon in a midnight freight.

I am beautiful through my other half eyes and through god's eyes, so could you please stop your shameful lies.

Everyone is truly beautiful in there own way, i see it every day by the pride of their steps, the dignity in their hearts, and the self respect for their names. You are true beauty no matter what they say.

Some would not accept the fact of being called ugly, but everyone has been told that at least once in there life. It is your job to stand up to the situation and act as the knife.

You think i am ugly and worthless without a speck of beauty, your words do not define my body, my hair, or my skin color and i have been told i am rather than a cutie.

The voices in my head shall remain calm,  i am more than what you say i am. I am gift from god and without a shame of my word i am proud to say who i am.


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