Confessions

I have a confession to make.

I wanted to be black...

(i'm white)

I tried to be something i'm not.

Like a high school girl caking on make-up

trying to look beautiful

even though she already is

she just doesn't know how to look in the mirror.

I didn't realize it

but it hurts to try to be someone else.

crushes my soul

like a grape.

let's make a deal.

I'll be me

if you'll be you

I thought perhaps i could pull off being black.

transform all this pasty whiteness into chocolate

like Marshall Mathers 

ya know, with the nicknames

rabbit

slim shady

m&m

but unlike me Eminem is black

Stop looking at skin color, racist!

Look past that.

Look at the person.

Into their Face.

Into their eyes.

Into their heart.

Into their soul.

on that level we're all the same

we're equal