They say my hips are too wide.
I say the woman in my aint trinna hide.
They say my lips are too full.
I say they hot, sexy, and cool.
They say my thighs are too big.
I say that’s what my man digs.
They say my breast are too large.
I love ‘em, they are what they are.
They say my eyes are too slant.
I gotta from my great aunt.
They say my nose is to spread.
I say it’s perfectly portioned for my head.
They say my weaves too long.
I say they just don’t know.
They say my skin color is to dark.
How do they know this isn’t the color of Noah who built the ark.
They say my voice is to low.
I said, “I can get loud though”
They say their not judging me.
I say why don’t they just let me be.
An empowering write to just let well enough alone - don't need to be judgin', nohow. We're all created in God's image - we're all brothers and sisters despite our appearances/color/belief - you know? Well done -
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.