White Girl

I look different to them

You see it in my thighs

But I’m white

Only my thoughts

Are black

And my heart

Is black

When I’m left alone

In the dark

And my space attacks

My mind to see

The truth in the culture

And my loss

In submissive lies.

I take my passive aggression

And I bite your session

Into a lesson

On my black confession.

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