Mia Carter
05-13-19
When you see me do see a girl
Or do you see her looks
You see a white girl
Thinking she has the privilege
That you have the right to stare
Looking closer thinking what is she
Is she this she that?
Little do they know
Feel like I’m being judged
My hair is crazy
I can’t tame it
It’s part of me
Being white
Doesn’t decide how i should be looked at
Being black
Doesn’t decide my heart
We don’t judge a book by a cover
So why do we judge people
Everyone is unique
Im mixed
Grow up thinking we are all equal
Being mutts your never equal
To much of this
To little of that
Seen as dirty
Unwanted
Wrong
