I'm not your typical young lady,
I have a mind full of creativity I do not wish to express from time to time.
I guess you could say I was shy
I mean it's better to say too little then
To say too much,
Right?
I never really fit in
Only left with the people who were outcasts
But I didn't fit there either
So that leaves me
Alone
But I didn't mind
More for my brain to create
Right?
It's always hard to fit into a category
When your skin is too light for dark folks
And Just a little too dark for the white folks
So I was right in the middle of pain.
I was always good at math
Could calculate faster in my head
Then the calculator
But I couldn't calculate
How much it would take for me to feel loved.
But math isn't for everybody though
Right?
I am an artist
I Neatly paint sorrow into beauty
For all to see
But no matter how many
Beautiful strokes of paint God put in my being I would never be beautiful.
But Beauty isn't everything
Right?
I've always had to be the strong one
As much as it seems that I am weak
I try to numb the pain
Because sometimes when it's too much
And feels as though I have cried rivers
When the reality is that I haven't shed a tear
I must still smile and laugh
Because taking away feeling is better than feeling it
Right?
I am not your typical young lady
I am a shy girl
So I guess it is better to live in my mind than to be dead in the world.
-A.a
