We see a lot of trouble, don’t we
We get stereotyped, don’t we
We are treated differently
But black skin, don’t let them confuse you
There is nothing wrong with you, my dear black skin
You are beautiful
Continue reading “Hey Black Skin,”We see a lot of trouble, don’t we
We get stereotyped, don’t we
We are treated differently
But black skin, don’t let them confuse you
There is nothing wrong with you, my dear black skin
You are beautiful
Continue reading “Hey Black Skin,”I have always wanted to be beautiful
It took me a while to realise that I already am
and the type of beauty I have been chasing all my life…
…will never be found
It is a standard that is superficially and artificially imitated
and we know that those things can only be created in a lab
Continue reading “To be beautiful”I don’t like putting my face out there
I’m scared that it looks nicer in pictures
and when you meet me in real life,
you might not think the same.
I don’t want to be a catfish
but sometimes the lightings right
the camera angle works or the filter is so good
If I’m honest, I’d prefer if you only saw me in real life
and were charmed by my character
but I’m also worried that if you saw me up close
you might notice all the insecurities that I see in me too…
Continue reading “The Girl in the Mirror”my face
my name
my voice
you can identify me
but my words…
you don’t know who I am.
all you have are the words I write on paper
all you can judge is what you read, written
there are no colours in words
no prejudices in letters
only a language, if you understand it.
Continue reading “A face. A name. A voice.”In a love affair with myself
I have given up the only one who would die for me
I told him I couldn’t live for him, it wasn’t my destiny
I have to think of me
My own followers need me to support me, Instagram Continue reading “Love Affair”
The loud BANGING on the studio walls
e c h o i n g the sounds of my pounding heart
it’s too close to counter, the feeling inside
I can’t explain it but it’s deep within
It’s SHOUTING at me to do something
It’s crying at me to say something
It would be easier to lie and hide behind the facade designed perfectly by the architect in me
I’ll be first to say, it’s not all as it seems
Illusions have left us to ill use the idea that what our eyes tell our mind is true
but honestly, without my glasses, I have an oBscUreD VIeW
So maybe… you can’t trust my judgement on this matter but I’ll still tell you
Be careful! of the tricks your mind uses to deceive you..
Here’s why.. Continue reading “First Impressions”