Tired hue

I’m tired of existing.

I’m tired of my existence having to be continuously justified.

I’m tired of explaining why something is wrong!

I’m tired of telling you it hurts, and you don’t listen.

I’m tired of being seen, as less than human.

I’m tired of not being able to live my daily life without your disturbance.

I’m tired of having to raise my kids to be aware of you.

I’m tired of you fearing for your life when I haven’t given you reason to.

I’m tired of your complete disregard to my hue, that is my life.

Do you know how tiring this is? And here I go again explaining my existence.

Explaining my life, as if you cannot see me!?

But you can see me?

You can see that I am black, because that the reasoning for your actions, even if you don’t say it out loud. (We all know)

And my blackness, does what to you exactly?

Makes you feel intimidated. That is not my issue!

Jealous? Again, not my issue!

Makes YOU feel…? Again, not my issue!

But in reality, it is my issue. As your decisions are based on these issues and I am dying because of YOUR issues.

I am tired of being tried in this hue! And I am tired of you!