seen

At this point I figure everyone just feels sorry for me 

What they all see…

I don't want to be seen

How can you call me “beautiful”

When I look like this?

How can you call me “ungrateful’

But not have to go through the hardships of looking like me? 

I know everyone just feels sorry for me, including you

These full lips, are seen when all I want to do is hide them

Are we watching the same ads?

Flipping through the same magazines?

Struggling with the same oppressed lives?

No.

This kinky fro is what they see, when all I want is to be unseen

I can't recall the last time I looked at my reflection in the mirror 

What's the point?

I'm reminded that im worthless everytime

I don't want to be seen

So I rather not look... 

“Gorgeous”?! HA!

Now you’re making me fun of me like I already don't go through enough..

Liars.

Just like the parents that so called “blessed” me with this burden 

The same ones that continue to lie to my ugly face and call my black ass “beautiful” everyday

No one understands that when they look at me I’m constantly wondering if the words “ew” are being said to describe me

The ads.. the magazines… the lives of people that look just like me, they all prove that: 

I’m ugly, 

we’re ugly

Black is ugly - said every mistaken Beautiful brown girl in America