From the time I was born,I remember being put into this little,pink,sparkly box labeled "girl".
A beauty,I was!
I remember being told to cross my legs,and to never let anybody in between them. I was told not to speak or laugh to loud,to kill the kinkyness in my hair with a thick,creamy paste.
I was told to stay out of the sun so my skin wouldn't take on a darker hue.
Stay light and pure!
They wanted a doll.
It never occurred to them that dolls don't live...
They just stare out into space,and wear excruciatingly fake smiles,covering up the body image issues and tears,and hurt,and unhappiness
Look at that smile tho! Ain't she pretty!
It never occurred to them that they'd be my cause of death.
The reason why I'm alive,but ain't living.
Why I'm staring into space,and wearing an excruciatingly fake smile,to cover up the body image issues and tears,and unhappiness.
look at my smile tho! Ain't I pretty!?
Ain't I?
Ain't I?!
Say it! Tell me I'm pretty!
My life depends on a few comments of heart eyes and loves on a picture,the amount of chocolate bars that people comment,further verifying that dark skin is still in so I got nothing to worry about.
Call me Queen so that I feel better about the years of torment that I suffered,just because I look like my momma,and her momma,and her momma—
all cause I look like me.
Shout it!
I'm pretty,damnit!
After all the money I spent on my ass,and titties,
I'm pretty!
Spending ours dying my kinky hair honey blonde,and pressing it flat
I better be pretty!
Thousands spent altering my negro nose with Jackson 5 nostrils
Tell me I'm pretty!
My heart is weakening,and it's hard to breathe.
After all that altering,I still ain't free
I still look like me
The very thing I don't wanna be
Please........
Say I'm pretty!
You'll save my life.......
I....wanna be
Pretty.
🎀.