Looking from the outside-in
People are quick to judge me based on my light skin.
They believe that I have lived a life of luxury
Free from harm, free from hurt, free from oppression
I have to cry and speak about what hurts for people to believe that I share the same story
It’s too bad there is a perception that dark skin is related to pain
But the skin that I am in is considered lame
But silently exist in my pain
In order for me to make sense to you I have to regurgitate my pain
Causing me to remain
In a state of suffering
To be happy, to show my happiness, it upsets you
Just like the light skin on me has trigger you
To believe that I live a life of luxury
And you knew all of this before you even talked to me?
You have marginalized me, just like the rest of society
I can’t breathe, I can’t think, I can’t live
With you pressuring me
Let me, be me and don’t judge me
Ask me more important questions like, who is before me?
Who is the God that I serve in a way that I can live a life of luxury
If you ask real questions about me
You will get to the real testimony.
Queen is a Author/Poet that through her written works inspires, encourages and provokes discussions