You can't define my black
from my toes to my head,
you wouldn't look right through me
whether I was covered in tears or in red,
I couldn't get more queen
Even if I wore a crown on my head
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Sad Girl Diary
Poetry***Read at your own risk*** poems written by a girl navigating her life that was dealt a hand she doesn't know what to do with. Cover art by Canva.com.
crown
You can't define my black
from my toes to my head,
you wouldn't look right through me
whether I was covered in tears or in red,
I couldn't get more queen
Even if I wore a crown on my head
