Sometimes,Only Sometimes

Sometimes I think I’m not beautiful enough

I tuck my insecurities under my tongue

Recite this western rhetoric like my ppl made it

Sometimes I’m ashamed

I wish that I could say what ppl feel

I’m just as afraid

Sometimes I hate the color of my skin

Not because it’s too dark

It’s not dark enough

Sometimes I want to paint my insides black

Tan lines diminish my history

Sometimes I want to stop writing

But there is still a truth I’m scribbling to find

HumUni

There is a point where poetry becomes more than just words that inflict a instant feeling, there is a time when you feel it when words can't explain=there is an longevity.