Thoughts of Me

The black one

The ugly one

That's what the world says I am

The fat one

The average one

That's what the magazine says I am

The gay one

The bi one

The straight one

That’s what the labels say I am

You are quick to judge my imperfections.

You are quick to point out my flaws.

You are quick to belittle me and lower me to nothing at all.

The late one.

The unavailable one.

That's what my friends say I am.

The trashy one.

The mouthy one.

That's what my enemies say I am.

You are quick to destroy my image.

You are quick to destroy my soul.

Doesn't even matter to you if your words cut beyond your control.

But I'm supposed to have confidence?

I'm supposed to reign supreme?

I'm supposed to say to hell with the world and all she says about me?

Why must I be strong?

Why must I remain tall?

Why must a woman have to carry it all?

Ugliness, Imperfections, flaws in me.

Weakness, inabilities, mistakes I see.

But thru it all I have to love me.

I have to love myself undeniably.

I have to love me despite what you see.

I have to love me despite my insecurities.

I have to love me despite your image of beauty.

I have to love me because that's the gift God gave to me.

I have to love me to fight thru the pain.

I have to love me so my children can see my fight thru the rain.

I have to love me so in result he can love me.

I have to love me so his queen I can be.

I have to love me, that's as clear as can be.

In order to gain my whole self I have to know what you see, so I can fight your negativity but win the war loving me because in the end I can only be me.