I'm scared to go out in the sun,
Because for you, I'm never fair enough.
A million household recepies I tried,
Just to attain the beauty you defined.
But I know now,
That I've been misled somehow.
It's not the sun or excess coffee that darkened my skin.
It's just the way it always has been.
Then why was it so hard for you to accept?
That my beauty was never defined by the colour of my skin.
But now; no matter how hard I try,
I just can't look into the mirror and smile.
It wasn't the sun that darkened my complexion,
But your biased thoughts that scarred my perception.
For 'Brown and Beautiful', I just can't believe.
Racism was all I received.
Just let me be the way I am.
I don't want your 'dark yet beautiful' sympathy crap.
For I am beautiful and I know it.
Without any 'because' to support it.
I grew up.
Realised how you screwed me up.
Didn't care anymore about the beauty you defined,
For I was the beauty you never identified.
A poem dedicated to all those people who have somehow been led to believe that they aren't good enough just because of the colour of their skin. I've classmates struggling with the idea that they are beautiful just because their skin is darker or lighter than the so- called desirable standards set up by our society. Living in India, I haven't been discriminated against, but I know that there are people who have felt this way. Most of the times we are just too afraid to talk about this. I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments below.
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