They said it was too pale my skin
As if it was wrong the body I was in
Young and foolish, it had to be true
The words stuck to me like superglue
Reminding me that I was weird
And all that mattered was how I appeared
But somewhere in it all came a change
Where different was no longer strange
But something that I learned to love
Something it turned out I was proud of
That of which is part of me
The truth that truly set me free
No matter color it does not matter
All and any day wouldn't you rather
Stand out as someone to remember
Into your uniqueness then surrender
Love yourself for what is the truth of you
And the ones who matter will do too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem