I'm A Apple Bottom,
Don't want to rock my worldly body,
I'm okay,
Don't know how to praise my vivid body,
I'm okay;
I'm not for everybody anyway.
You want to bleach my frame all to you,
While I was just your innocent sunshine,
I was always there for you;
But now that I'm my own sinful desire,
I'm alive, but I'm dead to you.
I've been waiting for you to see me,
Your purple queen;
But you never see me,
I don't want to waste my pitty party over you.
I'm A Apple Bottom,
Acceptable to the opposite ethnicity,
I'm a stranger to my own skin,
And unusual kin to a similar root.
I'm a duplex oreo;
Apple Bottom,
Because my identity is the refusable kin,
Throughout the nations.
I'm a indifferent Bottom,
But I am who I am,
No need for your approval,
I'll shine on my own terms.
I'm A Apple Bottom,
Unique and bold,
My curves and edges,
A story untold.
I'm a fusion of cultures,
A beautiful blend,
My body, a canvas,
Of diversity and trend.
I'm A Apple Bottom,
Proud of my roots,
Embracing my flaws,
That's where my beauty takes route.
I'm not just a fruit,
I'm a symbol of strength,
Breaking stereotypes,
And going to great lengths.
I'm A Apple Bottom,
I stand tall and proud,
No need for your validation,
My self-love screams loud.
So don't try to change me,
Or fit me in a mold,
I am who I am,
Untamed and bold.
I'm A Apple Bottom,
A masterpiece in my own right,
My body, my temple,
A sight to behold.
So don't underestimate me,
Just because I don't fit your norm,
I'm a fierce and beautiful Apple Bottom,
And that's where I'll always perform.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ I'm A Apple Bottom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem