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I seem to be…but really I'm…

I seem to be the lower class but really I'm the higher power
I seem to be a rock standing still without knowledge
          but really I'm a soaring bird exploring for more wisdom
I seem to be that empty hole beneath all earth and sky
          but really I'm the wide space searching for more challenges
I seem to be the weakened child who depends on others
          but really I'm the strong sensation who grows on her own
I seem to be that old dull tree but really I'm a new born angel
I seem to be that painful sound but really I bring warmth and joy
I seem to be, I seem to be, but really I am ME!

By Jessica Patterson

 

I Seem to Be…

I seem to be quiet
Leaving my voice muted and stored
But really I'm like a tiger
Roaring my roar.
Showing the world I am so much more
More than just a gold-digging b*****
waiting on the next score
Busting my guns loud in the air
Making people stand to attention
Yelling look over there

I seem to be fresh
A booty shaking smut
But really I'm a rose that grows from concrete
Raising from the muck
Moving forward showing the world
I will not be stuck
Stuck in this world we call the ghetto
Letting all ya'll know
I will not be held captive
I will use what I know
Beauty-N-Brains are my tactics

I seem to be these things
But I'm really not.
Because the good qualities in people
They're often forgot.

By Yasmein James


Self Portrait by Kassie Edmondson

 

 

First they said I was skinny
Then they said I was a nice size
Then they asked me what I was mixed with
Then I said many things.
Then they said, Oh, that's why your hair is like that.
Then I said, Don't worry on how my hair is,
but make sure your hair is nice.
Then they said I got a big head.
And then I said look at yours.

People have a lot to say about other people
But really they need to worry about themselves.

By Nichole Henshaw

First they said I did not belong
Then they said don't worry it's ok to stay
Then they said who the hell do you think you are trying to stake your claim?
Then they said damn she's good
Then they said the stage ain't for you
Then they called me a true believer, standing my ground and praising my beliefs
Then they called me a hypocrite
Come on what do you really want?
Tell me now and take the chance
Because today, tomorrow, yesterday and the day before that will be too late.
Tell me now because my thoughts on you are non caring
You are the down-pressors
First they said I didn't belong, but now they're glad I'm gone

By Madonna Delfish

 

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