Title: I'm Not Black.
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When people see me
they see black.
When people meet me
They hear white.
What's up with that?
I'll tell you what:
The color of my skin
The pigment in my tone
The melanin I'm in
Is black.
The way I talk
The way I act
The way I walk
And my character someone how
Is white.
People say,
People have the nerve to say to my face
"you're not black."
And what do I say back?
I laugh and say, "you're right, I'm white
Because I speak clearly, don't act hood and ain't out here callin' people my n*ggas."
But what does that matter?
Why is black an adjective of my lack of character?
Why is white a adjective of my total character?
It's freckinβ annoying.
It's ignorant.
And I'm more than that.